I’m looking forward to the weekend. This was a challenging weekend for Maria and me. We plan quiet, lots of reading, one dinner out, a friend for dinner, and more reading. We’ll also read some mysteries. And hopefully, some silence and rest. I’ll be blogging and trying to take some photos; I can do it in clouds as well as the sun.

I’ll see you in the morning. I’m moving my Mansion focus to the memory care unit. Zinnia and I can do a lot of good there. We’ll go there at least once a week, more if asked.

I’ll see you on Saturday morning. We’re still recovering from the burned burger fiasco of the other night. The burger stung the house, and we scrubbed every surface to remove the odor. Life goes on.

I have a message to share. Someone wrote to me this morning to say they were disappointed in me. Tonight, she would think of Bud freezing out in the New York upstate chill, and she was unhappy about it.

I replied courteously and said that perhaps she didn’t know that yesterday’s temperature was 60 degrees and today’s is in the high 40s. I said Spring was closing in, and Zip was having a blast roaming around, napping on the porch, and grabbing some mice.

She wrote back instantly with a simple message:   “Oh.”

She said she lived in New Mexico. I just wanted to let you know that I wrote back. “Oh, to you…”

And she was gone. And Zip was here. She sounded nice.

Zip is posing on the wicker chair, where he takes a nap in the early afternoon. He’s very good at resting and sleeping.