Here we are sitting in the Pennsylvania landscape with various piles of endeavor all about us with cats to investigate all the boxes and sleep on the contents when no one is looking, dogs to watch the proceedings, horses to graze the fast growing grass, goats to make us smile and John to bring home gleanings from the gastronomic bounty his workplace showers upon its workers all day until 4 p.m. when foil containers appear to carry away what is left. Waste not, want not was this evening's repast.

Each evening Wendy settles herself before bedtime in a comfortable chair and gives Charlene kitty her intravenous hydration. Charlene lives on, kidney failure, or not.

Wendy and Charlene, plus, Bonnie who loves laps.

 Over the weekend, guests from Tucson were here. There was a highlight during their stay when we caravanned to Chanticleer Garden; an estate garden with a mile of winding, hilly walkways nestled into Philadelphia. Lots of flowers still though summer hasn't long to go. There are more of these hidden garden treasures throughout the city we were told.

John's work paid homage to their employees with their annual outing Wednesday evening. This time they shuttled everyone and their families by busses to the Philadelphia Zoo. The second of my looks at Philadelphia. I don't know when I have seen so many young families in one place as this occasion.  And, their employer was generous with food, dessert, child-oriented activity, plenty of libation; thus, happy parents.

John leading us off at the zoo.

Animals or food first?

Chatting with other families...

Keoni and Aidan go by in a swan boat...

Shuttling back to the cars.

The processes of moving are amazing. How very complicated are our lives. Where shall I get a haircut?Is it REALLY 30 minutes to the closest Trader Joe's? Where do I get a license for the car? for me? Can I really throw away this file? that file? Delete Antigone Book Store's e-newsletter? AZ Daily Star? Today, I did some more address-changing. Installed a new shower head in the bathroom, cleaned that area a bit, ordered a new camera battery charger from Amazon since the old one is lost or still in Tucson somewhere, reconnoitered with the two grandsons on post-shower treatment of our shared bath area; which towels were theirs, respectively; which are mine. But ah, the sweet reward of being read to by a grandson. Such an arresting role reversal.