I had two good nights sleep in a row.  How wonderful!! It's amazing how a full sleep allows me to cope with life as it is now, to cope with Cliff's ups and downs.  

Cliff met with his friend, Dutch, for lunch at Chick-Fil-A and I headed to the park for my walk.  Many mornings I see the same walkers.   One elder couple walk their rescue greyhounds, number six and seven.  With her walker and a smile she guides one on the leash and her husband walks the other.  I speak with them often.  Then there is the couple who hits me in the heart every time I see them......husband strolling-hand-in-hand with his wife.  When my mother spent winters in Florida with us, she and I attended a small quaint church in Lake Helen where she used to make up stories about people in the pews.  Not knowing the reality of the elderly hand-in-hand couple at the park, I find myself imaging their aging life.  She seems to be dependent on his hand holding as they slowly stroll the park.  Was it a stroke or dementia or another illness that causes her to depend on his strength?  The walk gets me off the mountain and out of isolation, out with people.  Days still reach around 86 humid degrees so I try to get to the park around 9:30.  

Early in the morning before sunrise, It's still warm enough for me to sit out on he porch and greet the day before the birds wake.  The Carolina wrens settled on the porch as the day ends.  At dusk we watch to see where they decide to bed down.  

A few nights they may cuddle up in these hanging plants.

Most nights at least two sleep here.

This morning the snoring came from the swing.  Yes.....snoring.

They make a whistling snoring sound when sleeping.  Just before they wake, the sound stops and the birds shoot out of their bed into the trees chattering and talking and singing.  It is so wonderful to watch them greet the morning.