Saturday, September 5, 2009

Attack of the Dog Days of Summer

Here we are in the last throes of summer, and Deerfield has succumbed.

Instead of bouncing off the windows and walls when a rabbit or a squirrel is spotted outside, Willie and Nelly languish on the couch.

Our once beautiful and lush pots and baskets of flowers are stringy and tired.

The perennials around the yard have stopped growing and are saving string for next year. The annuals have given up the ghost.

Your faithful blogger is more miss than hit.

The clothes dryer has quit drying.

Even the black flies and mosquitoes are lethargic. They land on you, but don't have the energy to take a bite.

But . . . FALL IS IN THE AIR!

DEERFIELD'S BIGGEST LOSER -- WEEK 7:
No movement backwards or forwards. Stuck on 196. Goal of 190 is in jeopardy, but need to focus on the fact I have lost 28 pounds.

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