Ah, like on the Meseta in Spain, the heat is forcing me to work earlier and earlier.  Maybe get an extra hour in the shade.  I was just out on my annual noxious weed patrol.  Need to get those guys off of the place before the wind borne seeds scatter everywhere.  But I never get them all and there seems to be enough left to restart the whole cycle the next year.   There is a lesson there I am sure.

My Rebecca’s post yesterday was enjoyable, wasn’t it?  She relaxed into the scene there at the lake and produced something very nice.  Just give her paper and a pen and a lake full of laughing kids and off she goes.

I on the other hand seem to have some obstacle or bother to spur me on.  While she was writing outside on the deck happily writing away I was a few feet away inside trying to write my daily post.  I was having a hard time.  Guess it was to nice there, right?  Nothing to push back against.  Give me a good problem and I am all over it but too nice and I’m lost.  It’s kind of being like a spritz cookie.  I get under pressure in that little tube and out I squirt in a beautiful star shape, no problem.

Ah, our hostess at the dinner that we attended later that day sent a nice message to me about the party.  Maybe I will quote her: “ Lucky to know you! I love sharing food to warm the soul.  Making a meal with my hands is my way of nourishing the people in my life. Everyone is welcome at my table, always room for one or two more. “   Now if that diesn’t have Camino hospitality written all over it, I’m not Felipe.  That was Perla and maybe I will post her pic too.  Thanks Perla.  Thanks Steve.

Well,  off I go.   Most of the effort these days is going into getting ready for the wedding that will be here in days.  Yup loves, Felipe.