A dog-shaped cloud in the sky, bringing a bit of whimsy and joy. Some folks in the church have had their dogs pass away recently, so I shared this with them saying “all dogs go to heaven,” which I believe.
Taking myself out to dinner for bangers and mash at a local English pub. I also brought George R.R. Martin with me (aka a book from the Song of Fire and Ice series). Such an eloquent dinner partner! My favorite line I read was, “A morning mist hung over the water, as thin as gossamer and the wisps of memory.”
A luxurious morning spent getting my hair fixed and drinking lattes, while catching up with Diedre about her grand Italian adventures.