Good Boy/s

The day started off lovely......missed my window of opportunity to go out to blip.......now its like a deluge out there and apparently going to get worse.

Jaiya is cooking muffins again......no wonder I'm overweight...but what a wonderful pleasure is the smell of sweet muffins on a cold rainy and windy night.

Flynn loves to give Rumi his treats......he breaks that schmakos into 100's of tiny pieces and feeds them to him bit by bit...poor Rumi.

Flynns garden is starting to bloom...all the bulbs we put in are flowering...he loves the daffodils the best...needless to say there are none left in the pots but all picked by now..... if you look through the window there are some dying ones on the table and over on the right hand side is our clean and well ordered pantry........might have to take another pic of that for prosterity.

AN: Does anyone know what has happened to Extraordinary Everyday ...Smart London...Marina? she posted last 17th April and was just on her way home from Turkey......nobody has heard of her since.......very strange.

Didn't go out today but Tagores words brings the fresh air into my little office.

“Where roads are made I lose my way.

In the wide water, in the blue sky there is no line of a track.

The pathway is hidden by the birds' wings, by the star-fires, by the flowers of the wayfaring seasons.

And I ask my heart if its blood carries the wisdom of the unseen way.”
― Rabindranath Tagore