Norcal Gma 2

Tennessee II has levelled up.
Finally introduced to Summer's super secret hiding place otherwise known as her inner sanctum and other, otherwise known as under the table.
Only the most special friends make it this far.
I'm still waiting an invite.
Probably the most private space in the downstairs now that our deck is mostly dismantled. Our south facing wall full of windows has nothing to break the wind, sun or neighbors view right now.
Oh well, we don't do anything interesting enough to watch anyway.
It is exciting that the 1,100 sq ft deck is downsizing to 500 sq ft square of a fire safe, no rotten wood, sunset viewing area.
Eventually.
Change can be a good thing.
I did promise Summer a ride to the beach in the morning.
Best get to bed on the early side.
Nite Mastodon friends.

Feeling quiet today.
Summer too.
We are fine though.

The fireworks started up just down the hill from our house. The fog is keeping the display low in the sky. I always worry about fire but in the many years this has been happening no fires have resulted.
I still worry.
Summer really didn't like the noise. I tried laying down with her on the floor, the sofa and recliner. It wasn't working.
We finally opened up the big upstairs bedroom window covers to watch the display while cuddling up on the bed with Summer between us.
She totally relaxed.
When it was just noise she was frantic.
But she handled it fine when she could see. Now she isn't paying it any attention.
We can all relax now.
Hopefully they will finish up soon.

Summer is having a happy dream.
#Summer #DogsOfMastodon

Summer knows that this empty container toy has a shelf life.
When she feels like a trip to the recycle bin is threatened she takes her toy under the table to hide.
She absolutely feels hidden in this space.
We let her hang on to the illusion so she left her toy under the table where it's still safe.
She is a funny dog.
#Summer

A new to us spider on one of the dahlia blossoms. A Goldenrod Crab Spider. It seems they can change color to match the flower.
We left it alone.
It left us alone too.
#Spider

I turned eighteen in 1976. Becoming an adult as opposed to an immancipated minor.
I felt like I had accomplished much. Every day since giving birth to my daughter as a fourteen year old I told myself that keeping us both safe and housed for four years was my purpose.
That goal superceded all others. Success that was mine while the rest of the country celebrated 200 years of dubious unity.
Being Wailaki I understood that America didn't want my kind of person yet we survived. I would grow up in America because America was the victor who forced my surviving family to assimilate. Sort of.
Now fifty years later I celebrate the diversity of today's America. It's clear that those who want an all white country will eventually have to accept their total fail. You only need eyes to see. There is no going back.
Overcoming this current assault will mean a new beginning. The opportunity to be a better country for all.
These flowers in our garden are a promise yet to be revealed like the new America that is coming.