raised my head to the tapping of cat paw on plastic bag, got up, fed the kitties, and decided i wasn't going in to work this morning. grabbed my fluffy pillow and thought, this is too good. went back to sleep. rose with the sun peeking in through the side windows. a gorgeous day waved its skyblue finger for me to come outside. got dressed, made my way out into the still early morning. this is the time when you see everyone walking their dogs.

i've seen this older man walking his babies before, but this time, he decided he'd chew my ear, i listened as i got some dogloving. i miss being around them. bailey is a maltese. shy, thoughtful expression on his face. but i knew underneath the layer of timidity, there was a little bit of spunk and mischief...i suspect every dog has this. along came emmalu, barreling towards my hands and legs. a sort of terrier, poodle grey collie type mix, what a sweetpea. i showed her love and she wagged her tail. i got a little bit of history from Mr. Art. about the neighborhood. about his family life. we said our goodbyes after about 20 minutes and i walked on to buy groceries.

i remembered today is father's day. it felt good to share a nice conversation with an elderly man. my dad was a talker, loved hanging with all kinds of people in the neighborhood. he'd be out and about this beautiful morning, talking and laughing and hiding from mom the sweets he'd gotten.

i saw a beautiful butterfly hovering over the apartment building entranceway. it fluttered away and came back and then off it went again. its wings were trimmed in yellow, the rest in a purple darkblue. such a delicate and yet sturdy hello, come to see me today.