Day 954: Class of 67 August dinner

What a wonderful evening!  We had a great turn out for our monthly dinner.  A few new friends joined the party and we had two classmates from out of town.  And of course, our friends from the Class of 66 and a few spouses also joined in.  I felt bad for the other guests because we were loud!  Everyone was so happy to be together again that we were all laughing and talking at the same time.

Today, I exceeded all the mileage I did last year!  My body is very tired, though, and a few days off for rain would not be a bad thing.

Day 953: 60 days, 62 miles

Swimming two miles today was no problem.  Last time, the water was 67 degrees and the air even cooler.  Today, the water was 72 and the air 83.  Wonderful!  I got out and made dinner instead of shivering under a quilt for a few hours.  On day 60, I hit 62 miles.  So tomorrow, I will exceed my total miles for 2013.  It's a good thing, too, because a cold front is coming again and will drop the temps along with lots of rain.

The wedding yesterday was lots of fun!  Music blasted, firemen everywhere danced and sang at the top of their voices.  Almost all the men present were firemen, either professionals from Washington, DC, or Baltimore or volunteers from Chautauqua County.  They know how to party hard!  We've know the groom since he was a little boy and he's very shy.  He struggled with all the attention, pictures and clinking glasses.  The bride was glowing and ebullient,  tugging him along to join her in the dances.  Truly, opposites did attract.

Pierce's Cat's Meow

Victor Victoria

Day 952: Scott and Betsy

Janet and Harold Nass with Wolfie

Married, probably 50 years or more

Scott and Betsy Leone,

Married a few hours

Day 951: Another quiet day

We made another trip to Nass Daylily Farm to make our final selections.  Since this is their final season,  we purchased more this year than usual.  I figure that I won't be adding any more day lilies in the future except for a rare one from Nancy.  They are trying to figure out what to do with 10,000 day lilies.  No local or nearby landscaping business wants to buy their collection,  so Nancy suggested advertising in the journal for AHS.  I picked out a few bright pink lilies for Laraine's garden on Elm St.  We'll go back tomorrow to pick up our choices.

Nancy is doing a tiny bit better today.  Some of her distress and pain is from the stones, but it's also because Glenn's birthday is August 13. Being cooped up means no distractions of yard work, outings or friends.  There is only her grief and thoughts of their life together, cut short.

On day 58, I added 220 lengths to put me at 59.4 miles!

Double black 

Wolfie's Wonder

Day 950: Cool temps

Two hurricanes are heading toward Hawaii and will strike within days of each other.  Wildfires are raging across California and Oregon.  Ferocious rainstorms are hitting the southeast.  And here we are with perfect weather, cool, but lovely.  The pool dropped back to 68 and I wore my fleece between sets.  On day 57, I did 260 lengths which totals 58.2 miles.  Tomorrow will be warmer so I will try to get further ahead.  We'll be attending Scott's wedding on Saturday and it's doubtful I'll swim a mile.

Now, to watch Divergent!

Waterspots on lilies

Day 949: Better day

Things are better in Kentucky today, not resolved or healed, but improved.  IV antibiotics, rest and pain meds are helping her.

220 lengths took me over 11,000 lengths for the season.

The deer marched through the garden this morning and nearly finished off the lilies in the Birdbath garden, the front east garden and the dogwood garden.  They ate at least a hundred blossoms and buds.

The last American Revolution

The last Red Monarch

The unidentified lily in the property line garden

This poor little sparrow flew into the back sliding door and knocked herself out.  I was worried that she wouldn't survive, but after a half hour of recovery, she regained her senses and flew off.  

Day 948: Worrying

Worrying is one of the things I do best.  As soon as I learn of a problem, I start imagining all the possibilities, usually the worst, and try to find a response or solution.  It's been elevated to an art form.  So when Nancy is ill in Kentucky, what can I do?  Worry, fret, and think how can I get there fast?  Would my presence make any difference?  She is alone and scared.  How can I help her?  Then I think about Laurie and that she has been through the same thing, alone, many times.  Why do we have to live 8 hours away?

200 lengths today, all before a tremendous thunderstorm.

Fairy tale pink

Good looking