The nice thing about musicians staying here is that I get to listen. I got home from work to find that the dog had indeed let them in the house. We were a bit worried about how that would go down with neither of us home, even though one of them visits periodically for a few days at a time.
I'm off for the next two days. We've got two paychecks waiting to be deposited. The chickens are happy, the garden is producing squash, even if it is losing basil to a hungry something. I'm typing on the patio, watching storm clouds roll in across the green, green hills. Sadie is lying nearby, content to be near.
Life is good.
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