A morning sleep-in till 8:30, because Don has no school today so I didn’t have to get up to kiss him goodbye. But when I did get up, it was with the neck thing. I sat and read email for half an hour, and when that didn’t “cure” me, took a pill and went back to bed. An hour later, I was well enough to get up. Still feel dozy and dizzy, but at least no pain.

Clever just called. She’s in town at her mom and dad’s, and is going to stop out here after lunch. Which is any time now. So I’ve forced a toasted bagel down my throat, put the boys to work at the kitchen sink, and must go downstairs and get dressed and ready for company.

Maybe we can get out for a walk today. It looks beautiful out there. Yesterday the wind blew virtually all the golden leaves off the poplar trees, and today it looks like it’s working on the last few stubborn ones still clinging to the branches.

The photo above is Clever’s patio, where we spent much of our time on our stopover at her place in July. She built the patio, the planter box, etc. I admire people with ambition and stick-to-it-iveness, which I feel I don't have much of. Clever has always been a hard worker, growing up on a farm and expected to do all sorts of chores, milk cows, cooking and cleaning indoors, everything. Like Farmbeau, it's made her someone not afraid to tackle anything.