Monday

                        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.  So, so good in coffee.                                                                          Mint that is.  Not chives.

At 10 Doug and I were off to the south to the Simon Cancer Center located in the middle of Indy.  Yes.  It was time to get the reading information the Pet Scan churned out after last Thursday's scan.  And once again, the news was very good.  There were no indicators that cancer was active on the scan.  What a blessing.  I think it's been 18 months now that the news has been wonderful.  Dr. Schneider does not use the words remission.  He just says, there is no evidence of any active cancer.  A cancer cell can be in ones body but asleep so to speak.  For some unknown reason it can be come active or stay hidden.  I'm not playing and hide and seek games.  That's a sure thing. So I'm good until I feel unwell or for another 6 months.  Thanks be to God for today's immeasurable gift.  

There's a little saying by the computer that I read often.                                                                                              No amount of regret changes the past.                                                                                                                 No amount of anxiety changes the future.                                                                                                                 Any amount of gratitude changes the present.        

Something good to remember. 

    This lilac bush came from our first house more than 57 years ago.  Doug has worked on reviving it.                                                              This year the bush is filled with buds. 

The afternoon was a quiet knitting time.  The college women are now front and center with basketball.  I had time to watch a bit but missed the whole Ohio State game.  I need to catch up on all that news.  Nancy B and I did a bit of testing before the game. I texted the kids with the news along with Kathy O. a friend who has pulled me through a lot of things. She is my go to friend when life gets rough and even when it's easy.  I pray that all might have a Kathy friend.

                            I'm dreaming garden again with my eyes open.  What will it look like?

Supper was new potatoes and sausage slathered with horseradish.  I walked the garden for pictures but as I said before.  JB Russell, the north door was left open.  Doug did a Eric Uber job.  I stayed home to blog and rest.  It feels like a coming apart at the seams hour.  I'm sure the Protein drink will carry me along.  They really make a difference.  

The week seems to be full of stuff.  Not big stuff, just stuff.  A little of this and that is just what I need.  Blessing to all of you as they have been to me today.

This picture impresses me a whole lot. Self taught potters. There have been many kiln firings this year.  Jared is putting hot wax on the bottom of each piece.  That prevents the glaze from adhering which would become a HUGE mess when fired, the piece sticking to the shelf.  Kimmy does most of the wheel work.  Jared contributes as well when time allows.