Both grandsons had pleasant experiences the same day. Nathaniel went with us to Asheville on his day off. I had an appointment, so we dropped him off at an antique mall while I saw the doctor. We weren’t sure if there were enough things to occupy him for an hour, but I figured he’d strike up a conversation with someone if he found nothing of interest. My appointment did not take long. I texted Nathaniel to let him know we were on the way. The antique place was much larger than we thought, so we wandered around looking for him. He came toward us with a big smile on his face, and he was holding several records. If we had time, he had things he wanted to show Grandpa. I enjoyed watching the grandson/granddad interplay. John ended up buying a book on trains, several train magazines, and a record. Who knew he would be tempted in that place???

When David came home at the end of his shift, I sat chatting with him while he ate. My eyes snapped to attention when I saw movement in the pasture. The horses were back!! The owners took them somewhere else for several months. Those of us overlooking the pasture had missed them. I quickly texted neighbors Joyce and Shawn to let them know our hoofed friends were back in place. The male, DW, galloped around the whole pasture for sheer joy. Vixen, the female, quietly munched on grass. We saw both roll around on the ground. David was particularly pleased to see them. I cut up an apple for him to feed them. Earlier this year, the horses would stand at the fence for several minutes after we gave them a treat. We’d talk to them and pet them. Today was different. As soon as they realized we had no more apples, they walked away to continue grazing. I got the feeling that no grass is as good as the grass at home.

When he got back inside, David said, “My summer is complete. I’m so glad the horses came back before I left.”

I presume John’s pleasure was listening to his new/old record, which Nathaniel put on the turntable when we got home. I’ll bet he has already opened the book he bought, too.

My pleasure of the day was being told I would no longer need a checkup with the oncologist every six months. I’ll go once a year unless I notice any changes. My surgery was four years ago, and I thought I had to wait for the fifth year. The tether has been lengthened. As you can imagine, I am very happy with that.