Saturday 2 July 2005
7:54 p.m.

Getting back into the swing of life on the farm ... taking the new puppy for walks and trying to teach her not to jump up and bite, putting bedding plants into pots, driving past lush green fields, and getting chewed up by hummingbird-sized mosquitoes.

Yes, that's an exaggeration.
(scratch scratch)

I've already seen a large hawk sitting on a fence post next to the road, and a heron flew over the van as I drove back from the neighbours' where I bought my annuals. And half a dozen deer (their heads were all that could be seen as these two stood out in the hay field; unfortunately you will have to look very closely to see them in the picture above) and countless gophers. As Robbie Robertson would say, "I like it, it's good."

Stopped in at Grandma's. She looks smaller, if that's possible. I guess it is, because she's lost five pounds or so and is down to about 85.

I must become reaccustomed to dial-up internet service and a telephone that will ring busy when we're online. There is yet a lot of cleaning and organizing to be done before everything is in its place. But I am so happy to be home, I say it to Scott every day -- more than once.