I took a turn or two around the backyard today. There are signs of fall, but not as much as usual. Normally, the grass is brown and crunchy and has to be mowed every other week. It is still being mowed once a week. I took a few pictures because I want these in that nice Facebook book that one can have made with all the pictures from computers and phones once a year...maybe more, I just do it once a year. Andy and I are looking at our family books of pictures now and that is what made me want to capture the beauty of the back yard and all of Nate's hard work. We also added that he and we are parents of a monarch butterfly which we released yesterday. I thought I saw him on my rounds of the backyard, but he did not stop to say thank you or good-bye. Kids, sigh. We have four more chances. They are in the eating of the milkweed before the next step which is...I forget. Anyway they know what they are doing and don't need burped.
Speaking of burped, I am totally disgusted with the ads now days that have completely invaded privacy. Now there are ladies sitting on the toilet telling you what they are doing! What they are selling escaped me along with the shock factor. There are others but it always seems to be our bodies they make full disclosure of... every inch of our being. It is degrading. I object. (That will get me nowhere, look at our country objections everywhere and still we have not made any progress.)
Nate has introduced us to Dante's pizza on Indianola Ave, and our allegiance is with them now days. He says they make their own sausage and the combo of that sausage and pepperoni is simply delicious.
It is a good thing I love, love our home because I seldom leave it. I am fully shot up, but I don't think I am getting the booster. Enough is enough. Now Andy gets every shot that he hears about but not me. I wish us all luck with this problem.
This is our son, David and his best friend, Leo who is in command no matter where he is.