|A Sit Outside Kind of Day|
September 14, 2015
Today's weather is absolutely glorious. It (almost) makes me glad I moved here.
When Nougat at I went outside at 8am, it was downright, dare I say it? COOL outside. Enough so, that when we went back out after her breakfast (around 9-ish), I took a cup of hot tea with me!
Early in the morning, there was no wind, and the lake was just as still and clear as a mirror. I saw a gorgeous, large white bird (heron?) fly over the lake.
A small, yellow bird, and his grey-brown mate perched on the chain link fence. He looked a bit like a canary, if not quite so bright a yellow. I saw crows, too, of course, and several butterflies.
Later in the morning, the wind picked up. It was a cool, refreshing breeze. It set the windchimes to tinkling cheerfully. The lake was no longer still. I could see the wind rippling along the surface. Where there was shade, the lake was an opaque greenish color. Where the sun was shining on it, it shimmered and shone like silver lamé.
Nougat and I spent most of the day outdoors. From 8-8:30, from 9-11, from 12:15-1, from 2-3. By then, the sun was directly over the patio, and while it's not a hot day, the sun is still very strong. So we came inside.
She's napping at my feet as I write. We'll go out again in a little while (it's 4:30 now), and stay out till maybe 5:30-6. Come in for dinner, and then go back out till 7. And then probably go out again at least twice more after that!
Had I still been in NY, this is the kind of perfect summer day where Panache would have spent the entire day outdoors. I'd've gone and sat outside with her as much as possible, but she would've gone out after breakfast and not come in till dinner. I can picture her.....asleep against the gate, completely happy.
The other day, I got her license renewal in the mail. The P.O. had been kind enough to forward it to me. I cried when I opened it. I haven't sent it back. I can't bring myself to check the "Dog is deceased" box. And since I no longer live there, it doesn't matter. If I were still there, I think I would have asked Karen to fill in the box for me and put it in the mail. I don't think I could've stood to bring it to the Town Clerk's office, and have to hand it to them. I know I wouldn't have been able to do it without bawling, which would only have embarrassed us both. (and then I would've had to pull myself together and go downstairs to work at the library).
I love Nougat, but that doesn't stop me from loving and still missing Panache. After all, she and I had 12 years together.....and most of that time, it was just the 2 of us. So far, Nougat and I have only had 3 months, and they've been shared with Mom and Brother. She's not just 'my' dog, and it's different. Not better or worse, but different.
Anyway, today has been a lovely day. The kind of day that makes people want to move to FL. I'm glad for day, but a little part of me can't help saying, "You had these days in NY, too, you know.....you didn't have to move here for this". All too true, but totally moot at this point.