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On Monday we wore parkas, hats, and mitts, when taking a walk. On Tuesday the temperature soared, so that Tuesday night we turned on the air conditioner. During the night there were heavy rains. On Wednesday morning I arose early, opened the kitchen curtains to world transformed, the world had turned overnight, from brown and… Continue reading Spring Forth

Another cloudy day! But it is relatively mild, so I am not complaining. We have had some rain, so the rain barrels are full, and ready for planting season. The first raised bed, the one I planted, is looking good. The rows of spinach are advanced enough that I can see them from the kitchen… Continue reading Home

Attila has outdoor shoes, and indoor shoes. He wears the outdoor shoes for the garden and yard work, and changes into his indoor shoes inside the house. The back door is where he exits and enters the house to and from the garden. There is always a pair of shoes by the door. The back… Continue reading Like Living on a Ship

I wonder. When I pass, if I am still a cohesive entity with perception and cognition, will I care what humans are doing on planet earth, or anywhere else in the universe? Will I have agency? Will I be able to watch over those still living, for whom I held affection, connection, or even just… Continue reading Kobo

Yesterday the weather was beautiful. Today the weather was beautiful. Yesterday I had a stress test, to determine my eligibility to participate in a cardiac rehabilitation program. I was accepted, and have a month or so of assessments to participate in, before beginning the program. This is quite a relief, as the aortic aneurysm, and… Continue reading Yesterday and Today