MONSOON

 After a mid-day shower this was the sky toward the southeast of our abode.

That tree across the street seems to be pointing out that threatening cloud, in case we missed it.

The thunder also has been letting us know.

O CANADA!

 June 2025 is now in the rear view mirror.

Where did it go so fast anyway?

It seems like we were just dancing around the May Pole.

Time is lurching along at warp speed for me these days and before you know it I'll be complaining about the cold weather.

At any rate, today is July 1st and we here in the U.S.A. are preparing  for yet another holiday weekend.

But in the meantime, let us all give a shoutout to our neighbors to the north, who are already celebrating.

And a growing number are learning the words to O Canada!

RELAX

The end of the week is a day to do just that: nothing.

Take it from an expert:

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

It has been a difficult week, with the death of a wonderful friend of both my wife and mine.

Diane Kalas was a television pioneer in Arizona and had a legendary career with radio stations in Pittsburgh, Boston and San Francisco.

She had marked her 93rd birthday recently but her time had finally come and she passed peacefully.

She will be missed.

But we shan't dwell on the past, shall we?

My purpose here, as on every Friday, is to promote laughter.

Ergo, let us begin.

So that's all I've got.

You may notice a lot of the "Funnies" are just words.

C'mon, Elves, give me some pictures!

In the meantime, the rest of you have a peaceful, laid-back, calm weekend.

Interrupted, of course, by fireworks and champagne cork popping!

But whatever you do, don't forget to keep laughing!

Now, here, kitty-kitty . . .

( . . . oh, now she wants to take over the world . . . )

WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

Like all new parents we've been a bit frazzled but it's come time.

We challenged y'all to submit names for Judy's latest art project in our front yard.

And we proclaimed that Judy, as the creator, would have the final say on what her painting would be named.

A friend known here as Should Fish More but who I refer to as Montana Mike dipped back into the 60's to emphasize this important decision.

If you missed his offering, here it is:

Ah I remember those days . . . . but I digress.

After much contemplation the name Judy has given to her sun face on the remains of our last tree is . . . .

Stumpy it is!

With little modesty I have to point out that is the name I had originally called him, way back in the beginning.

So hereafter let it be known that Stumpy is the chosen monicker for this amazing chap, come into the sunshine from the dark woods of fate.

(You may set off the fireworks and pop the cork on that champagne!)

IT'S DONE!

Several periods of work in Arizona's hot sun by The Artist have resulted in the stump in our front yard being transformed into a cheerful greeter.

It was finished this morning with the eyes completed and a couple of wispy clouds added to our Southwestern azure sky.

So are you ready?

Ta-da!

Oddly, there is no signature.

That may or may not be added.

As to his or her name, that's still being debated.

However "Scarface", in whatever form it took in yesterday's post and comments, may no longer be considered.

The Artist, you see, is also a bit of a plastic surgeon and she took care of that name-prompting feature this morning.

And since she is the creator of this masterpiece, I think it only fair to allow her to choose its name.

(to be continued)

A LITTLE MORE PROGRESS

The Painter (SWMBO) and I (who she's titled the Sous Painter because I hold stuff and hand her stuff) were back at it this morning.

And the stump has now got the start of a face.

The Painter says she needs to do some work on that crack in the wood.

I suggested it might be taken as a scar but she vetoed that idea.

And she has to finish the eyes.

And name him!

I was thinking of calling him either "Stumpy" or "Sonny".

Maybe that latter name should turn out to be "Sunny".

Let's see what you folks think.

Feel free to pick your own name for the creation.