Good morning. 🌺🌺🌺
8 October 2026
I want to go sit outside and watch the birds this morning, so I need to get my fingers tap‑tap‑tapping. My feet are propped on my desk as usual, and the keyboard rests in my lap. It’s not ideal typing form, but it works well enough.
I thought about getting a fresh cup of coffee, but that would mean disturbing my “productivity position.” Fortune smiled, though—I heard my wife moving around in the kitchen and managed to cajole her into topping off my cup. When she brought it in, she asked about Charlie. I guess she didn’t see him and worried I’d left him outside. I called his name, and he appeared forthwith, solving the mystery of the missing dog.
I should clarify that he didn’t materialize from a puff of smoke or anything mystical. He simply trotted around the corner from wherever he’d been. One thing about Charlie: when I call him, he always comes running. There’s none of that pretending he doesn’t hear me like some dogs do. Charlie is Johnny‑on‑the‑spot—only his name isn’t Johnny.
I’ll grab my camera and head to the backyard with him. I sit in a padded patio chair, and Charlie usually settles beside me, patiently watching and waiting—unless a squirrel shows up. Then he charges toward the hole beneath the fence, and the birds flee to the trees. It takes a few minutes for the yard to settle down enough for them to return.
As you can tell, I have a tough day planned.
"Every morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity, and I may say innocence, with Nature herself.” — Henry David Thoreau
“I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world.” — E.B. White
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