prairie point

Yesterday’s rains cooled things off. After I returned from taking the cats to the vet for their shots I was able to spend a little time outside working. The cenizos were in bloom, as they always are after a summer rain. In the afternoon I sat on the porch swing in front and read the new book by Elaine Pagels. There was no one on the street; only a workman a few houses down banging something out of his van and the mailman on his rounds.

We have two almost ripe tomatoes, with no puncture wounds. I picked them before the birds could get them and brought them inside to ripen on the windowsill.