You sure make it look like we have a big television outdoors by the hot tub. This illusion was unintentional. I probably couldn’t replicate it if I tried. The television was ON behind me as I shot the storm clouds through our big window. So thanks for the fun Fuji.
Dear Blog Pals,
You can all come over to watch our outside TV in the delightful crisp days of fall if you wish. Aint nobody wants to be out in Mosquitoville after all the rain we have had here. And dear pals, you may notice we have taken down the hammocks. Yup. Dear sweet Jen, friend of Allison and Zach, fell onto her tailbone when her hammock fell. I sold the ENOhammock in 2 hours on Facebook marketplace.
Not only will I not have a hammock again, I certainly won’t be sleeping in the millennial fashion ,whereby six or so hammocks are stacked one above the other. You really should look on youtube and see how people get into these things without killing themselves. Oh, and the nurse in me wants to know how one gets down to pee in the middle of the night with everyone else hanging below. I know, I know, I’m not the chill type who can just take the leap on such sleeping arrangements….But I’ve lived enough to know to think about the little things before I leap into something trendy!
I believe you are on of Tank’s biggest fans. He is only wheezing once a day now and is quite happy with Zach being around. This ones for you.
Dear pals who have some family things going on that are painful,
I met my father last weekend for the first time in many years. We have had a slow, start to repairing our relationship. My father is a good man. I am a good…well , GREAT daughter. We hand some troubles as my mom’s dementia progressed. There were angry words between he and I . There was silence for a few years. But, slowly, with the help of Zach, whether he admits or not, steps towards love and forgiveness have been taken. I must keep working on a new relationship with my dad. I need to take it slow. But he was very happy to see us last weekend. My Uncle Bill, accompanied him and Zach was taking this photo. My father is almost 90. My hope is his back feels better soon and he can golf again , because he loves the game.
So pals who have distance and hurt going on, I hear you and it is not easy. It is horrible no matter how you got there. I’m not telling anyone to contact anyone, or repair anything that appears to be broken. For me, for now, I felt called to connect and my father felt called to see me in person. Regina sits by my father in church every Sunday. The same Regina who knits all charity items and went to get my wallet. I know her prayers for my father and I were heartfelt and quiet. So I had that going for me.
Wow, pals, that got deep fast!
Dear new knit project,
You are amazing. I love knitting your log cabin sections and I love changing colors and skeins with each step. It really helps me to have all the colors picked out for me. I ‘m dreadful with mixing colors! I hope to knit quite a bit today!
I think I love you…..
hugs, Kathy b