Our 50th family reunion was today and my cousin across the road hosted the party at her house. It was nice to see family again. Even though we've been back home for almost a year, I still hadn't seen all of my relatives again. Depending on the relative, that can be a good thing!
My birthday is Saturday and my mom presented me with this very nice king size quilt that she made for me. It goes with the rooster pillow she gave me this spring. Isn't it colorful and interesting? That's what I like about quilts; they are never boring. This one will be cared for and handed down as a family heirloom. So maybe some day my grandchildren will wrap up in it while I read "The Lorax" to them for a bedtime story. It is the perfect weight for a summer-weight quilt.
I found Rocky invading the bird feeder in front of the house this morning when I came home from work. I reached out to pick him up and he grabbed my finger and scared me. I got his food dish and he dove into it, ravenous. After he ate a few peanuts he calmed down and started burying peanuts in the grass. He was very cute patting the grass down on top of the peanuts with his little squirrel paws. It didn't take long for him to jump on my shoulder. I placed my hand over him and carried him inside and woke Jim. The first words out of his mouth were "You found my little friend!" We hadn't seen him for about 5 days and we miss him when he's not around. As always, we fed him a good meal. He ate half a dozen pecan halves in the kitchen, then Jim took him out to the shop where he could get a long drink and snuggle into his hammock for a long nap. Jim is keeping him indoors overnight and will release him again tomorrow.
By all appearances, Rocky seems to be doing very well on his own. He has kept his fat layer and his fur is nice and thick. He has bright eyes and lots of energy--all signs of a healthy critter.