Summer

It is summer and I believe it.  It is hot.  I am happy to report that my foot feels great and I am back to chasing the tennis ball.  I am sad to report that Jim's knee is not better and we did not work outside at all.  I like to lay at the top of the stairs.  This gives me easy access to the whole house.  I can answer the door if someone comes,  I can go into the office if Jean needs me or I can go to the kitchen to get a drink of water.

After dinner Jean took me for a walk on our favorite trail.  The prickly pear cactus were in bloom.  Jean thought they were pretty.