D.O.P.-T.

And today was a summer day. Two loads of laundry dried almost completely on the line (minus the jeans, which wouldn't fit), and Monty was back snoozing under the plum tree behind the geranium pots. I walked the dog under a bright blue sky; both basketball and both tennis courts were in use, three people were sunbathing on the circular lawn, and way off in the distance on the playing field, a fluffy-tailed little white dog was rolling over and over in the grass beside his/her seated person.

( Fuchsia geraniums. )