Our citrus is in full bloom these days
in the Valley of the Sun. It is glorious!
Every spare moment, we can be found in the backyard.
On one such Saturday afternoon
(about a month ago)
HH was tinkering around with pool
equipment and shrubbery etc.
and I was swinging in the hammock...
observing
the birds drinking from
the fountain at the pool's edge
and
the bees taking advantage of our
lemon trees. Daydreaming.
Amid his "yard tinkering" HH swooped
down to smooch me, and as we were
flirting etc. I realized his wedding band
was MIA. He was shocked...me too.
Not normal for HH. He never, ever
takes it off. We were both a bit stunned.
As we recovered, we started a mad search.
We scoured the backyard, and then
scoured it again. No luck.
We then went on a different search...
hunting for a similar band of gold.
No luck with that either.
We left town for a week and HH kept
mentioning how strange it felt to not have
his wedding ring on. We determined we
would find a replacement, once home.
We looked for something similar.
No luck.
Then our Texans showed up and there
was no time for jewelry shopping,
but plenty of time for backyard-enjoying.
As I was swimming and playing with
the little Texans, HH was once again
tinkering among pool equipment and
once again swooped over for a smooch
and guess what?
His wedding band, the original---
was right where it belonged,
on his left hand. Recovered!
I whooped and giggled and then
we sealed the deal with a kiss.
Ahhh, to Springtime and
the Birds and the Bees!
Have a magnificent weekend!
FIT TIP (#189): Lemon Love
Words for the Week
{3.10.2013}