Single status: Day 50
Yup, tugboat man’s been gone since March 10.
I’ve almost forgotten what he looks like, and if he didn’t make a brief satellite call once a week, I’d forget what his voice sounds like, too.
This is the transitional time for absentee spouses.
The initial missing of his constant presence is OVER, life goes on, and my own routine is firmly established.
It looks like he should be home in about two weeks or so, PROBABLY missing my birthday, but in time to go camping with son/DIL, which is my birthday present, so I don’t mind being alone on my bday if it means he’s for sure home for the celebration.
Isn’t this the craziest thing?
Do you think my little hummingbird KNOWS where she is?
Can’t stop taking pics; look at that beautiful color.
Isn’t this amazing?
Mom doesn’t mind when I walk back and forth or get up close and personal for pics, but she’s so protective of her nest when another bird flies into her personal space.An egg!! There are supposed to be two; waiting for the next one!
Hummingbird sitting on hummingbird nest on hummingbird chimes.
Could anything be more adorable?
Who needs a dumb old tugboat man when this magic is inches away?