IN Carmel

                                                  ther shade of Lenten Roses.  I like their light green look.  Sleep came last night.  I suspect the mind was a bit more at ease.  What ever the reason, sleep came and then another chilly morning really woke me up with a paper retrieval in the dark this time. Our paper guy has turned into an early bird.                                                     Ginger, waiting to open some leaves to the sun.   There was breakfast and everything else that goes with getting the morning ready for me.  The knitting turned to the easy stuff.  I am happy.  I made a delivery to Craig with the first hat....

                              The mock quince is starting to show color.  It should be beautiful this year.   Today was one of those days that comes along every six months.  A day I look forward to but one that can scare me. I would say it sort of like having a frick or frack or maybe both.   There was another night with less sleep than I would like.  Tonight should be good.  So it was all the usual stuff in the morning.  And after fixing all the bad knitting last night I was ready to go with all the real knitting.  That happened at different times today.  The morning was cool to cold.  Jared left the door to the north open again.  I thought I taught him to close doors. Some things just don't stick.             That's a big bunch of chives along with chocolate mint in the buried pot.  ...

 Today's pictures are visuals for Palm Sunday. The scripture is taken from Matthew.                                         We'll add palm leaves and palm plants around the donkey Saturday. Last  night was a very short night.  Should we say under 3 hours of shut eye.  What was I thinking? I've had nights like this before and I'll have them again.  It's interesting that the next day usually just rolls along as if I had 8 hours.   I walked the garden this morning checking on the transplants.  They all seemed to be OK.  And I looked at places on the east and north side of the house.  They have been untouched but I don't think they will need a lot of work.                       Jesus in the temple with the money changers   You have made this a h...

 Another beautiful morning and afternoon.  I expect the same for a beautiful evening.  The morning started with more knitting on the second ICE protest hat.  It added up to a slim inch.  That needs to continue for at least 4 more inches.  So slow, but that is what it takes.  I want 5 inches at least this time for the bottom of the hat.   At mid-morning I did a patio garden walk and I just stayed outside after that walk.  More to rake and it was time to move plants.  A perfect day with moist ground making digging easy and cooperative plants.  I chopped some ornamental grass that came as a gift from Rosie, years ago into smaller chunks and called Ginna over.  She took one and thought she would do a chopping job on it.  Later she came for some other plants.  It was a good morning for her as well.   Lunch came along a bit late with chair time to recuperate.  Then it was cleaning up the asparagus bed ti...

 Last night I went to bed with the prayer that I would have a good night of sleep to renew the body I live in.  And this morning I said, "thank you, God".  And then the promise I made was to respect the temple I live in.  My comment to Doug as some point was...it isn't like it once was!  Surprise, surprise!                                      A last crocus of the spring. It's time to pass beauty on to another plant. All the morning stuff happened and I decided it was a knitting morning.  I continued on with using four needles to reach to the top of the hat.  Four needle knitting is certainly not my favorite thing to do but there would be no hat unless I carried on.  So I did and the hat is finished.  It's not my best work but good enough for a first hat.                   ...

 Today could be called a nothing day.  It's either feast or famine when it comes to energy.   Up early but this time the directions were to skip breakfast and I did.  I was off the Y around 8 deliering the sword bag with the hope that Chris would get it when he arrived.  I was not going to arrive at the Y at the usual times.   At 9:10 I was off to IU North with the last of the painted rocks that would be added to the take one cancer table.  Then came the time for the Pet Scan.  It's a radiated test to determine if the cancer is active or inactive and where it is living if active.  That happens every six months.  There is material injected and allowed to circulate through the body that is a 45-minute process.  Then scan time comes with dye injected that will appear while the scan machine whirls away for about another 10 minutes as I pass through the tube. I think this might be at least the 5th time this has happened.  ...