This is the day my grandson started kindergarten
This is the day the latest heat wave ended.
This is the day I tried to pick enough apples off my Golden Delicious tree so the branch that’s draped all the way to the ground can lift again. A large branch has already broken off the tree, too much apple weight. I didn’t succeed.
This is the day I discovered the garden spider is gone, an egg sack left dangling from a bar of the wrought iron trellis the nasturiums climb.
This is the third day my sister hasn’t eaten or taken liquids.