Happy and Inertia

First thing this morning Nona and Tommy were hard at a game of tug-of-war. Tommy had (again!) dragged all the blankets out of Nona's house. Toys! Don't pay no mind to the bachelor-washed window. SMH...



Went out and threw the ball a bit. Tommy was more interested in biting Nona's tail.



I've been pushing through inertia today. In my mind I feel tired and weak physically, but when I do physical stuff I find that I'm not at all tired and weak. It's a strange phenomenon and one I didn't see coming. But hey, you either play the cards you've been dealt or you don't.

The littlest one was on a giving orders kick for a while this morning. She stomped around the living room pointing at every object in her vision -- people excluded -- and gave 'em all holy heck. "I tol' you not a do that, you stop it right now!" I think she got a lot of yuck out and at the same time exercised some actual control over stuff. It was important stuff to her, and that's what mattered. When she was done she wanted to be held quietly for a while. She burned up a lot of energy giving orders and napped hard at nap time.

Later I got a trucker salute while checking fence along the interstate.



Then I yabbered on for more than seven minutes while I hiked along. Made sense at the time but don't feel bad about skipping the video or turning the sound down.



Always a pretty view from the top of Vader Hill.



Doing laundry this afternoon I played with the dogs some more.



Over at Borepatch's place I read the news of the passing of his Mom. Such a very hard thing. He closed to post with a quote from C.S. Lewis' book, A Grief Observed:

"Her absence is like the sky, spread over everything."

I really needed to read that quote. I bought the book. It's a very good read for me just now. I'd never have known of the work were it not for the flood of condolences I received here from Borepatch and his kind readers. Pretty cool how things work.

I miss my Love desperately and our physical separation is hard to bear. But it's not too hard. Allie's family has and continues to wash me in the most remarkably wonderful love. God continues to do for me what I cannot do for myself and miracles are common coin in this new realm. I am happy. I am hurting, but I am happy.

It's been a dang good day of livin'.

Be well and embrace the blessings of liberty.