tree, dogs, meeting

* The daylight hours of two days I have spent outside on the deck under the maple tree braving the limbs still hanging by what looks like threads. Today the wind was such that the limbs creaked and swayed so that when the shade I chased was under them I avoided my book and looked skyward more than read.

* Long haired dogs whose tails blow about in the wind.

* Anticipating a first meeting of the year.