A Monday this and that

Here we are—another Monday. It’s hard to believe that in my 71+ years, that adds up to roughly 3,700 Mondays I’ve experienced. I could calculate the exact number down to the very date, but then I'd have to contend with those pesky leap years, adding an extra layer of math. Perhaps I’ll save that little project for another time when I’m in the mood. 

Last week, I made some changes around my space. I’m not ready to embrace fall decor just yet; after all, why subject myself to the anticipation of cooler days when the heat is still so relentless? Just yesterday, the temperature soared to 110 degrees.

 What can I say? It was just plain hot.

My new wreath, I bought a couple of weeks ago - 

The front door is in dire need of a fresh coat of paint, to match the garage door. We're patiently waiting for cooler weather, as it will allow us to remove the door to paint.  Pop out that window embedded within it, making it easier to paint.  Hopefully, in just a couple of years, I’ll get around to purchasing a new front door.

 

This will replace the side entry door to the garage. 

This morning, the world was in a serene stillness. 

Laydee went into the clinic for her monthly injection.  This past weekend, I noticed her stumbling more often, her balance wavering, a gentle reminder that her next dose was due on Monday! So it’s clear that the treatment is working. 

And, I still haven't gotten around to painting my fence. I had hoped to tackle it this week, but the heat has made it unbearable for me to work outside.

I snagged this gem at Hobby Lobby for just $5.00! 

Our yards are alive with the vibrant presence of hummingbirds, flitting about from one feeder to another. After doing some research, I discovered that California is home to three species that linger all year long. 

Here I thought they just loved us. 💖💖

Our hummingbirds are very territorial, fiercely guarding their feeder against the intrusion of others. This feeder, designed to accommodate multiple visitors, becomes a stage for their lively interactions. As morning breaks, two of our feathered friends flit over, greeting us with their mesmerizing aerial displays. If the food supply dwindles, they chirp insistently at one of us - a clear call for a refill, and then the show begins in earnest. 

Every morning, I look for the two familiar hummingbirds that always greet us.  In the distance, we hear the crowing of roosters from the ranch up the road, which fills the air.  On those mornings when we rise before the sun and go out to the patio, fruit bats are making their way to their sleeping quarters. We must have many bats because we don't have many mosquitoes or flies, so they are doing their job! 

Here is the elliptical machine that was Char's that she gave to her dad! It’s just sitting there waiting for action, but the heat has kept it on the sidelines. Soon, it'll be tucked away in the garage, waiting for cooler days. My husband has been busy getting his kayak repaired. He needs a new seat and some strapping. The man has so many "toys." He's hoping to go hiking tomorrow in the early morning.  Like I said, he is constantly going. 

Source: COR Bearcat

Friday, we had an unusual occurrence...heard on the scanner: 

Shots fired

xxxx Lane

4:42 p.m.

8/8/25

The suspect who fired the shots was seen leaving in a black unknown model truck, a white male adult, unknown clothing beyond shirt and shorts.

A juvenile reports that his father has been fighting with his family all day.

The Bearcat has been deployed, and all units are switching to a Tactical Channel. 

In such a scenario, the listening audience would be rendered unable to hear anything.  Similarly, the suspect along or those individuals aiding the suspect would also be affected in their ability to hear.

This incident took place on a street adjacent to our subdivision, which resulted in increased police activity in the area. Although we did not hear any gunshots, we observed police and sheriff helicopters monitoring the vicinity. Residents were advised to avoid the area and remain indoors due to the presence of an armed and dangerous suspect.

My husband visited several neighbors whose garage doors were left open, and they were unaware of the situation happening nearby. Upon sharing the news with them, they were thankful for the information. 

My son regularly leaves the garage door open until 10 or 11 PM, even when he is inside the house. I find it curious why he chooses to do this.

I recall a conversation with a police officer friend years ago, who once shared that the most dangerous calls they make are those involving domestic violence. The tension and emotional turmoil in those situations can escalate rapidly, turning familiar spaces into arenas of fear and conflict.

After around 45 minutes, the helicopters left - and since then, there have been no updates or details - nothing on the news. We were never scared; I made dinner as usual - we were simply aware. 

This weekend, we watched a really good documentary on Theodore Roosevelt on Amazon Prime. I was always interested in him, especially after my son served 6 years on the aircraft carrier USS Theodore Roosevelt in the Persian Gulf. 

📕📕📕📙📙📙📘📘📘📗📗📗

I finally wrapped up reading the book,  "Adam." It took me a while to get through it, mainly because of the genre. I hope to share my thoughts in a review tomorrow. Meanwhile, my husband just finished "The Art of War," a classic by the renowned Chinese military strategist Sun Tzu from the 5th century BC. Now he's reading, Adam. 

🌽 It's time for me to start making dinner... I'm hoping you all have a nice evening. 

Debby