So no worries, for those who have expressed worry.

It purports to be summer, so I am seeking rays in between the downpours.

And am very much enjoying my sister's visit to The States. I haven't seen her for a year, and have to admit to having missed her horribly.

I love the way my dog adores and prances around her, as if he expresses for me how much I care, which includes licking her when she disagrees with being licked, and dancing when she's too tired to dance, and being strange and indecipherable like the rest of it otherwise. I will be glad when the sis and brolaw are back next year.

(We haven't even fought!!!!!)

We went on a hike in the Olympic inlands... and other than there being too much snow, I had a lovely time. I was (am) out of shape, and worried about my back and feet, but really should have worried about my cardio-fitness and weather protection. We camped out in a clearing shortly removed from snow, and our feet were wet the whole time, and the lake I had bought rainbow trout lures for was frozen over. I panted significantly and attempted to plant feet firmly. I realized I don't like being left behind while someone else explores the difficult path: not because I want the difficult path, but because Herald whines extraordinarily during parting and I fret about cliff-falls and the imminent need for rescue helicopters during the interim. Best to be along the whole time.

I bought a ticket today to see my god-daughter during her visit from Germany to the east coast. I am so excited and nervous about meeting a young person I don't yet know. Developing strategies...

It's going to be good.

The rest of the summer too. My grandparents are coming on Wednesday (the day after I drop my sister off to head back to Scotland), and I haven't seen them either in forever. Very pleased to see them.

And am very determined to develop a creative schedule along with the onslaught. By Jove, I swear it, I do. As I swear many things, including a desire to flirt with many new peoples and write like an inspired person. Or a disciplined person. Or maybe a desperate person. (Like these things are separate)

However, I don't swear to be regular with my blogging. At all.