It used to be hard to get near her, she was so popular when she first went up; and then when they put her in front of the bull, forget it. Now she’s all alone in the middle of Wall Street. I guess it takes an extra-brave girl to stand alone.

Do you ever just want to hug the world? How can summer be so beautiful? It’s not even technically summer yet. How can not-winter be so beautiful? By not being winter.

When my cylinders are all clicking, I call it mojo. Mojo descends abruptly and leaves when it wants. Making offerings to St. Mojo won’t help. You’re either blessed with mojo, or not; and only for the moment.

And you still have light enough to take a clear picture at 8:40 PM.

I remember these days when I was a kid, playing outside till the sun went down, being surprised to hear the theme song to “Laverne and Shirley” (Tuesdays at 8:30 PM, 7:30 Central and Mountain Time, on ABC), pouring out of my house through the screens on the open windows. 8:30 already! Summer rules! One more kick of the kickball through the curb recess to score, and I’m in for some hard ice cream from the freezer.

Now back to being 52.

It’s that time of year where I start to see seedlings for sale that look gargantuan. These are my babies this year. Scrawny little things, they’re MINE, and I love them. (They are tomatoes and peppers.)

Life is good this weekend as I’ve been sleeping well.

Xopher built a new pasture gate!

I read about a stupid app where at a random point of the day you will have two minutes to post two pictures to the site, “one from each phone camera” which had me scratching my head wondering if the assumption is that everyone owns two phones nowadays. I think it must mean both looking outward and looking selfie. Anyway, at the time of reading that, I proceeded to take an outward picture, and a self-facing picture, both shown here. I’ll admit to taking the self-facing picture three times before settling. I had a murderous scowl on my face for the first one. Wow, no wonder I have a hard time making friends. To compensate, I put on a stupid grin for the second one. I decided with the third one to keep myself off to one side for best results.

This is my blog, and I like to have pleasant pictures on it. I understand some people have a problem with the curated nature of social media, that we only show positive aspects of our lives. But who really wants to see pictures of the meltdown I have like every three days when I can’t sleep? Trust me, they happen. Grown-ups realize that it is normal and healthy that people tend to show other people only the pictures where they don’t look like the bloody devil himself.

Today I dyed Pro-Chem Eggplant and bought an eggplant for dinner. Did not premeditate any of this, not consciously.