My days may be sounding the same, but to me, they are peaceful, quiet,and busy. There is something about how I spend my days that is very comfortable for me. I do mowing. It takes me two days. Back one day. Front the next. I could do it all in
one day, but why. I have planted a garden. I need to direct the flow of rain water away from my cottage and into the woods next to me. This required my dragging logs to design a terrace to do this. This is my unsophisticated irrigation system. Then I thought
that gravel would look good as a ground cover. I could only do 10 shovelfuls at a time , I had to let my heart rate slow down and do 10 more. This takes time. And I ran out of gravel. Noodle needs my company. When you are visually and hearing impaired,whether
a person or a dog, you need physical touch. So I hold Noodle and talk to him . I know that he enjoys this because he relaxes and falls asleep in my arms. His little tongue pokes out of his mouth. So cute. And before you know it, one more good day is
just about over. For a change of pace, I may go to the library tomorrow. I'll have to fit it in.