Update

One day last week I could see my owl in the tree. I knew where to look, of course, because of what was on the walkway. He spent the day there, mostly sleeping. Not his first day there, as you know. He is gone now. I don't know where owls go. Is it south?

This is the third time I have had owls hang out here. Did I say that before? Always the small grey screech owls. I quite like it, except for the cleaning up after them.

Speaking of owls. My fake owl had lost his head; I have just now put it back on and I don't know why. That scare-away-the-birds-and-squirrels device never worked. Not on the back deck, not on the front porch. But I guess he is sort of part of my place now. No, I have not named him.

Speaking of frogs, and we weren't, a tiny green frog perched on the window slat of my front door for most of the day today. Now he is sitting on the walkway close to the front porch. I told him he should move because he might get stepped on where he is. He ignored me. I do not want to be the one who steps on him.

Speaking of my skin cancer surgery, and we weren't, I got the stitches out today. The doctor says everything looks good. What did you expect her to say? The black eye/lid/cheek looks horrible, but she didn't mention that. Her assistant said to do the heat and ice packs. Okay. I will.

Good things:

• today's phone call from Richard, his story about Axel
• Friday's phone call from Wayne and what he said to Alyce and Ben (we were in my car together)
• the entire weekend, including the Brimley bonding
• Andrew taking me to the rehearsal last night; Andrew singing in my choir
• Lola playing for it
• The music we're singing
• my telephone chat with Ann today
• I can now get my entire face wet