Well, I have it on good authority that a number of you think I am dead. So here I am back to assure you that I (and we) are still among the living and in fact, still ambulatory, albeit it at a reduced rate. Or at least I am. Sharon goes on like the energizer bunny and I long ago gave up trying to keep up. She promises to put up her own blog post in the coming days so keep checking back for a post on a very interesting 8 day hike she just returned from. 

The fact that I am still getting up at six thirty every morning and walking for an hour is completely the fault of this guy. I introduced you to him a couple of posts back and I'm happy to say he has fit right in. The cats torment him, as cats are wont to do , but it's a pleasure to have a dog again. But I must admit that even after all this time I sometimes call him Dylan instead of "Asta"

 Asta because we already have the two cats, Nick and Nora, so we decided to go full  "The Thin Man" and call the dog Asta. If you haven't seen the Thin Man series of movies from the forties, give yourself a treat.

At any rate, this is all by way of saying that we are well (for the moment) and perking along as expected.

I should report that my excuse for not posting had a little to do with Covid as I have had it twice in the interim. The first time in early June and hardly noticeable, and the second time in early August which resulted in two weeks of a lot of sleeping and complaining on my part. I think Sharon had it once but she never got tested. For her, two days in bed, another 3 days recuperating at home and then off out the door again. Sometimes it's a bit annoying. But to toot my horn a bit, during my bouts I still managed to struggle out of bed and walk the dog every day. The joys of living somewhere where it never gets really cold.  

                    

And, as usual we do our best to get out and enjoy good food with good friends. After all, without that, what's the point?

                                                                         

By the way, as some of you probably already know, I have been diagnosed with Age Related Macular Degeneration, so if some of these photos are a bit blurry it's because everything is blurry for me now. As my mother used to say,  "Getting old ain't for sissies."

So that's about it for now. 

Check back soon for Sharon's tale of adventure and derring-do. Hope all of you are doing well in these strange times we are living through. "May you be blessed to live in interesting times."  I think this qualifies.