Tonight I got my hair cut for the first time since the pandemic started, then Travalon and I took a boat ride. We went to the marsh, where the lotuses are still blooming, but it was too weedy back there so we went toward the lake. Then the motor conked again so we had to paddle for a bit, but it did start again so we just went up and down the river. It was a beautiful evening.
After that I prayed with the indigo rosary from the Monona antiques shop, and I had to laugh because it has two Our Father beads between the second and third decades. I do have to count the beads on these antique rosaries because they are sometimes missing one or two, but this must have been an error when it was made. I have a subset of rosaries now that have mistakes, like one with four starting Hail Mary beads instead of three, or another that is missing the Our Father bead between the third and fourth decades. I find them kind of endearing. After all, who among us is perfect? I can relate to a rosary with an extra bead or two!
Here are some recent photos. First is a swallowtail butterfly that was flying along with my neighbor and me as we took our morning walk. Then it landed, so I took a photo of it.
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