The Simple Woman's Daybook - July 3rd Edition

The Simple Woman's Daybook

For Today... Monday, July 3rd

Outside my window... Sunny, hot, and humid. 

I am thinking... How very hot it is outside.

I am thankful... for air-conditioning.

I am wearing... denim shorts and a light green shirt with dark green and black polka-dots.

I am creating... I'm trying to create a nice place to sit and read.  

I am wondering... how much hotter it will get this summer.

I am reading... two books!  Actually, I just finished News of the World: A Novel by Paulette Jiles, and I'm about to start reading Lilac Girls: A Novel by Martha Hall Kelly.

I am hoping... my Dad's health continues to improve, so that when he goes back to have his numbers checked in September for his prostate cancer treatment they're all good.

I am learning... I need to let go of a lot of things.

My sweet Basset boys...

I miss my sweet Bassets "the boys" so very much.  One of them is still with us, but I miss his cousin so very much, and watching the two of them play together around our place.  The cousin left is very old, and it's heartbreaking to watch him wander around the place, going to all their favorite spots, and start whining and barking.

In my kitchen... made kind of a goulash type thing tonight.  Hamburger, petite and fire-roasted diced tomatoes, tomato sauce, and small pasta shells.  It always makes a lot, so we'll have leftovers.

In the homeschool room... continuing plugging-away into senior year.

A favorite quote for today... There are only two ways to live your life.  One is as though nothing is a miracle.  The other is as if everything is.  ~Albert Einstein

A peek into one of my days... they are all a blur at this time.  I am so busy, whenever I finally get time at home, I'm usually so tired that I get nothing done.  

One of my favorite things... having time to read my books, spending time with family, and playing with my dogs.

Postscript...

The Lake Isle Of Innisfree
by William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.