Yesterday our guests left for other parts of Florida. We were sad to see them go but made plans to visit with them in the future. Turns out I'm no Spring chicken. I was worn out from all the partying and visiting and such. Gary and the cats were too. Seems none of us are used to so much excitement.
We spent the day napping, lounging around, and doing nothing. I did wash a few loads of cloths and heated up some leftovers for us to eat. Our cats Binky and Betty, who are about thirteen years old, barely got up all day long. Butter, who's about eight, got up after half the day but spent most of it gazing out the window. We're hoping we have a bit more energy today. Photo of the chicken was taken in my garden in California. Thanks for reading and for all your comments.