Abby and I - A dog and her new friend

Abby is a darn smart dog!  She knows how to be gentle enough, but firm, when she wants something.
No words are necessary.  Actions speak louder then words.

Sitting in the back yard to enjoy the spring breezes, the fragrances of the gardenias and magnolias wafting toward me, Abby will either put the ball on the adjacent chair........or in my lap and wait.

Even though the thought goes through my mind to ignore the gesture, somehow it is just not possible.
Somehow, those sweet, pleading eyes say, "Just one?".  Which of course, it never is.  I throw.  She catches.  I throw again. She catches it in the air.  It could go on forever or for as long as I'm willing to keep throwing.

The fun is when the ball goes in the pool.  Talk about patience.  Abby will stand there watching the breezes blow it to the edge of the pool so she can reach down and get it........for another throw. No matter how long it takes.

My sister-in-law, Annette, has such a green thumb that her gardenia bushes have hundreds and hundred of blooms.  Never have I seen this many blooms on a gardenia bush.  Add to that the
magnolia tree which astounds me with the number of blooms and buds on it.

Neither of these are prolific in Mexico.  Two favorite flowers of mine.  They signify the fragrances of Spring and Summer nights in the South.  Something that was part of my growing up. 

Gardenias remind me of wrist corsages in high school while magnolias remind me of large floral arrangements.  In the Fall, the pods too were used in arrangements.  Isn't it interesting how one
thing or two can trigger all kinds of memories from our past that we have not thought of in eons?

Much time has been spent outside this week while the humidity has been low and the temperatures have been in the high 70's and low 80's.  Perfect,  Meditating, reading, playing with  Abby.  Ahh yes, life is good.

The only untoward thing that happened was on Tuesday, a tooth of mine had to be extracted!  Not planned.  Not expected but gone.

I waited all night for the Tooth Fairy to come, but, to no avail.  Bummer.  Maybe there is an age limit on rewards for losing a tooth?  Probably.

Have read a couple of fascinating books this week. "Lost in Shangri-La", by Mitchell Zuckoff.  A true story of crash survivors rescued during WWII before the people of New Guinea had seen "white people".  Extraordinary book.  The other totally different book was "That Summer in Sicily" written by Marlena de Blasi.

And, so it goes...............