Come on out and dance

I love this tune. I first heard it when I was out somewhere and Shazammed it on my cell phone. I think Shazammed should be a verb like Google is. The song reminds me so much of my friend, W who lives in the south and who is up visiting in NJ this week. I can’t wait to see him. He’s like a brother to me and to my husband.

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Last night, I found something that made me smile. It’s a silly little game that you play using your arrow keys.  ICYCLE hit the spot, especially with all this crazy heat.

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Last night, my husband said something that angered me and I stormed outside. He often angers me, as I’m sure I do him, but I rarely storm anywhere. Actually, cancer is what angers me.  But I digress. Outside was hot and I was thinking that I should have stormed into another room because I could have stayed in the air conditioning.

But a bird caught my attention and I sat mesmerized by it as it hovered and caught bugs that were on the ground, sort of like a bluebird. I went back inside for the camera, hoping it wouldn’t take too long for the lens to acclimate in the heat.

I’m not sure what kind of bird it is, though. Although it looks like a tree swallow, the tail is too long. And it’s not the right color for a chimney swift. It's probably a barn swallow.





I couldn’t get any closer as it was sitting on a dead branch from a small wood pile we have under the hickory tree.

And I wasn’t about to ask my husband what it was. ha!

Hickory nuts.

Hot dog.

Evening yard.

I saw movement in the sky and watched as a plane headed for the airport – probably in nearby Philadelphia. It was a boring photo, so I used a texture I just downloaded last night, a freebie from French Kiss.

French Kiss July Freebies





One of my recent Amazon acquisitions, a cookbook I ordered to gear up for Maine this summer.

Lobster Rolls & Blueberry Pie transports readers to the Maine seashore of the past, where summer vacations stretch out forever during long, golden days and food is the stuff from which memories are made. ~from the jacket cover

Yes, we’re going to Maine this summer. Finding a place that suited my husband was another difficult task and one that I didn’t write about this year as I have in the past. Two separate places – each looking absolutely perfect – fell through at the last minute, both owners having renting them and not telling the realty agency. But I am persistent, and I think I found something that will suit him.

And on that note, I hope you enjoy your weekend ~ whatever it is that you have planned. The forecast in my neck of the woods is absolutely horrible and sweltering. And I’m going to do my best to keep cool, calm, and collected.

And no storming outside, I hope!

Until next time, my friends . . .