Sunday was perhaps even more soporific than Saturday (are you noting the ironic post titles?). I really did intend to go up to Alta, to see if any flowers had started and at least get some non-walking-around-the-neighborhood content, but I really, really didn't want to drive. Gas is so expensive, y'all. And I drive 30 miles a day during the week for my commute - it's not the longest commute but it's long enough.
It was less busy on our Dimple Dell walk (church people gotta go to church) but we did meet a couple of nice dogs. And the bird-watching was good: a couple of western bluebirds, some hummingbirds and that black and white fellow from my last post that I couldn't identify, along with all the usual suspects (jays, doves, California quails, finches, chickadees, etc.). Milton had an exciting encounter with a dog-savvy cat on the other side of a chainlink fence, plus four squirrels, so I think you can say it was a successful walk all around.
While we were doing that, H was sweeping out the garage (not that it needed it oh my heck), mowing the lawn and doing laundry. I did some food prep (overnight oats and green smoothies for the next two days; a batch of arugula pesto, because I bought an enormous bag of arugula from Trader Joe's; and tahini sauce to go with falafel (more Trader Joe's ) for dinner.
It was beautiful all weekend, a little windy maybe, but sunny and bright and not too hot, not yet. Sunday evening saw us doing a little more tailgating, just to bug the neighbors. Gotta keep the standards low around here, don't you know.
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