Old friends came over after church. We grilled wild Alaskan sockeye salmon--Copper River, only available for a few weeks in the summer--on cedar planks, with a special grilled squash salad. The Scientist made sangria. The conversation was peaceful. I spent the rest of the afternoon on the couch, reading the paper, while my dear husband and sweet dog dozed nearby.
Aunt Icy's crinums are in riotous bloom. The dark red crepe myrtle by the front door is having the best year it's had in a long time.
No reports to write tonight. Only one more load of laundry. Not much to do but rest and read.
"Thank you, dear God, for this good life and forgive us if we do not love it enough."
--Garrison Keillor
12 comments:
Sounds like an almost perfect day.
Amen.
I second that Amen. Thank you for the Garrison Keillor quote.
Amen to that. Pass me the comics section, willya?
what a great day and a great quote.
sigh...grilled salmon, sangria, and friends...followed by a relaxing read...yeah, a perfect kind of day.
Sounds like a perfectly lovely day.
I love Copper River salmon!
Lovely And I love salmon, especially grilled! Maybe someday we can barbecue together.
Gorgeous. Thanks for sharing it.
I wondered exactly what crinums were until I googled it and found Marcelle showing hers off.
Ahhhh, I feel rested just reading this, you Bohemian!
sounds like the kingdom has come near...Amen indeed!
Post a Comment