Thursday

 Have you ever had a day that had two parts that were as different as black and white, summer and winter big and little so opposite that it was almost breath taking?  Well, that was today for me and thank goodness I survived.  It took some tears of gratitude.

So now I'll start with the morning.  I had a decent night's sleep with a breakfast that was OK.  Oatmeal same as usual but I just wasn't very hungry.  I ate half a bowl with bananas and nuts added and pitched the rest.  Then I did the last of cutting fabric which meant that there wasn't any more to cut.  Sad.  So, I watched some TV and just didn't feel quite right so sleeping was really easy meaning that sleeping in spirts was what I accomplished.  That went on for the rest of the morning.  Now, I am aware that mornings like this will come by from time to time.  It was slow going.  Lunch was jello and a power bar.  Not very exciting and I'm not sure that it was what I needed for fuel but that's what I had.  

                                        Remember that volunteer tomato.  It's really performing. 

                                                        Just outside the patio door.  

I've always had the idea that every day should count for something. The morning just didn't fit in but still dragging I decided that the afternoon would be different.  I took my handy dandy clippers and hit the flower bed by the patio packing away Solomon Seal.  Doug reminded me to think energy.  I had just a short job in mind and was going to stick to it.  That meant just clipping and stacking.  Picking up would come tomorrow. Then came the phone call alerting me that the financial aid package for Kisqali had been determined.  I was back in the house checking my I U portal and Low-in-behold there was the news that my Kisqali pills were covered 100%.  No out of pocket for me!  I just couldn't stop crying.  Praise God from whom all blessings flow.  And...God will take care of you.  Ringing through my mind.  And then BRIGHT HOPE FOR TOMORROW.  What a roller coaster ride the day brought with the afternoon ending with another Big Blue filled as well as my heart.  B B with stuff and the heart with gratitude.  

I must remember that Life is not waiting for the storm to pass but learning to dance in the rain.  

Yes I finished the little area I started raking and pulling weeds and raking some more. The second B Blue was stuffed full.  I'd rather see the Solomon Seal than dirt but it's that time of year so once again I'll go with it.  It's part of that rhythm of life thing.  All ready for the snow.

I checked once again on the Dahlias and the buds keep growing fatter.  Rain is predicted for the next four days thanks to Helene.  They are going to love it. 

The asters are showing off even more.  There are times during the day when the flowers are shut and then times when their open.  I found the three colors.

I guess I like asters.  When the heat of the summer has done in so many flowers, these fall bloomers seem to perk me up again and say it's not over till it's over, girl.

So today was a mercy day of sorts.  Yes, the morning was slow with the bucket of energy not appearing After the morning, the afternoon came with a jolt allowing me to feel gratitude for the big stuff and the small stuff and anything in between. Even the morning.