Thursday

 

Last year...many flowers. This year only one.  I am happy for one.  Maybe next year there will be many.  The name is Bleeding Heart.  Yes my heart is just sad, not bleeding. Hope springs eternal.

My goodness.  Tonight it feels like this morning was at least 3 days ago.  Is that a good sign?  In some ways it is and other ways, maybe not so good.  So I'll leave it to someone else to think about and make a decisions if necessary.

Finally after a big hole in the night between 12 and 2 I slept till 7.  I'll take it.  The word is that for cancer folks, sleep just isn't what it once was. Medication is a factor.  I've heard that same story for other reasons.  There are some thing I think don't have answers. Knitting time was at a premium today.  Fence making didn't happen at all but what did happen?  Enough for sure.  

My one little lupine is having a hard time.  Last night  something decided  to do a good nibble.  More shoots are emerging but tonight there will be better protection. Once the area was full of dark leaves.  The fight begins or maybe I should say continues. 

I visited Obers and got the palms I ordered.  Then home where they were wrapped in wet towels keeping them fresh for Sunday.  Some went to church later in the morning landing in one of the empty refrigerators.  

I was back in the garden picking up stuff left after yesterday's time in the garden.  I scraped off some edging bricks. Reworked yesterday's area looking for more Charlie among a few other things. Then dem Oed some fence. It was hot so I quit.  

                The newest and last clump of Jonquils to bloom.  I've seen them all.  How fortunate.

There was an early lunch and then on south to North where I participated in another focus group.  The group was larger than most but there was a lot of good conversation. 

I brought the alleluia box home and fixed it for Easter Sunday.  Another thing checked off the to do list.  An early start on assignments helps to keep the list of to do things short.  

        I thought altar placement but it got so big that it might need it's own table.  We'll figure it out.

Supper happened and Doug did the Uber and I'm sitting on a chair writing to all of you about another super good day even if I'm getting a tired message in my brain.  Tired is good when a reason goes with it.  And I have an abundance of reasons most days.  

Tomorrow so far is pretty empty.  I'll do more preparation with the palms I have here at home getting them stripped. They will be wrapped in a wet towel for safe keeping till Sunday. There's a visit to I U North for infusions at 10.  They come around so fast I think I'm on a hamster wheel.

Saturday is another Bread and Bowl morning and the sanctuary will get a bit of attention to see that everything is where it should be.  Checking twice or even more comes with a big church.

Tonight at 7:10 it's Purdue.  It was MIT last night.  It's the big game tonight.  Well, one of them I should say.  So another perfect day.  I pray the same for so many people around the world.