Memorial Day Weekend

Well, our Memorial Day holiday is coming to a close. I just got back from our walk. It was about what you would expect. Moo had her eye on a soccer ball for the beginning portion of the walk, it came pretty close to her and I could tell what she was thinking. "I am a soccer dog." We saw the bird you like. It is called a Black-crowned Night Heron. It was sitting where the stream goes under the street at the southwest corner of the park.

That also reminds me while I was walking to a work I saw a what looked like a little hawk. I discovered it in a pine tree after hearing its high pitched call.

Anyway, we also saw 3 cats from the cat colony. The Runner Dog was out like you would expect, except when we got to the back side of the house the gate was open. I think Runner Dog was pretty surprised to find it open. What happens when the perimeter of your territory has a hole in it? She sort of looked at us then wandered out. She was pretty timid about going out, and I hope that she returns home. I have really grown attached to being with you and the dogs in the evening. While walking with the dogs, I felt the loneliest I have felt all day :( It is so quiet when it is just the three of us and it makes me feel uneasy, I miss hearing your voice. I imagine it will feel strange without you when we turn in. Last night I was trying to hold you and stock the memory of having you next me to get through these weeks. It is a problem, and you are the only solution. I look forward to your return my love.

I am wearing the sweater you got me! It is very nice. 

I am excited to read the book. I want to send you a sonnet everyday!

50

How heavy do I journey on the way

When what I seek, my weary travel's end,

Doth teach me that ease and the repose to say

'Thus far miles are measured from thy friend.'

Plods dully on, to bear that weight in me,

As if by some instinct the wretch did know

His rider loved not speed being made from thee.

The bloody spur cannot provoke him on

That sometimes anger thrusts into his hide,

Which heavily he answers with a grown,

More sharp to me than spurring to his side;

     For that same groan doth put this in my mind:

My greif lie onward and my joy behind.

That is it for now from the Queen City. I am excited to hear from you. I hope you were able to get some sleep. If I think of anything I will write to tell you about it. 

Kisses and words.

Your husband.

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