Rhen and I went to Woodlawn Cemetery yesterday afternoon for a delightful stroll amongst the headstones on such a fine spring day. The wind was up. Cool but offset by the warm sun. We started from my Grandmother’s section and made our way to the other side. The whole time Rhen was using my Dasani water bottle for a teether. After about 15 minutes of walking Rhen discovers gravity, big time. He keeps throwing the bottle on the ground and since we were going downhill, it would slide out in front of him, providing endless entertainment and wonder.
Being such a nice day and considering where we were, I just keep picking up the bottle and giving it back to him. I’m laughing too and cheering everytime Rhen throws it over. We had a great walk. The whispering pine trees, the warmth of the sun and me and Rhen laughing like loons.
In television land, Lost was a slow burn. Not reallly the high octane episdoes we’ve been treated to the last couple of weeks. The previews were worth it though. Michael comes back, says something about being able to take The Others. Jack wants the guns from Sawyer. Everyone is beating the war drums. Grey’s Anatomy was a repeat, but I missed Season 1 so they’re new to me and I need the background. I think O’Malley is my favorite character on that show. He’s a good guy.
Today looks to be a wet one. It’s good for the grass seed I planted over the weekend. It’s been blowing east ever since Sunday. We want a lush green lawn for Rhen to play in this summer. Oh yeah and finally after like, 10 years of owning dogs, we invested in a high end pooper scooper. Instead of letting piles of dog poop accumulate in our backyard through each season, we go out every day and pick it up. The Coonhound is very regular. Miles, not so much.