Its the longest day of the year–arguably the hottest.
Jam covers the counters.
(And coats my dress).
A new puppy plays and howels outside.
He doesn’t have a name yet… maybe soon.
As the two year old would tell you in woeful voice “Callie dyyyyed.”
I do the pronunciation injustice, but the fact remains the same that the old lab is no longer.
In her place wriggles a second, active Springer Spaniel.
Tomorrow I plan to set up my sewing room and get to work.
But today, I’ll just enjoy summer.
The berry-patch, and the jam. Friendships, and fabric stores. Puppies, and two-year-olds, blue cars, blue skies, each breath of air. Sticky fingers, and sticky floors. Memories, and music. Life.
Life Song 
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