May 15--Where to Be Happiest

When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest.  --Ernest Hemingway

    I'm back home after a quick and fabulous trip. 

    Spring or not, isn't our only issue "where to be happiest"?  

    I have invented a new word... instead of daw-dling (move slowly or idly)... It's "dog-ling"... Barney our dog's version of dawdling. His choice of where to be happiest is the perfect spot to poop. Trust me, this is no small decision. It depends on scent, grass height, wind direction, and other factors I can't name. 

    I'm pretty happy in my backyard with the flowers pictured below...

    Happy right where I am,

        Leta