that would be me, today. It was 58 degrees….beauty Full, a slight breeze, just enough to like how it felt in the hair.
wood box filled for the two upcoming work away days
lentil, carrot and turnip uhhh, stew, i guess. Can be altered over the next days to become soup of many kinds. Just add one additional ingredient.
Sydney and her daughter Talulah came to return my pot that the holiday posole was in. They brought their new puppy, Bay, who is a mini Australian Shepard. Only a few months old. The size maybe of Tay's head and neck, if that. Small. And i can report that Tay, once again, was a Very Very GOOD dog. She was thrilled and did her Entire World Circling many many times before being able to zero in and poke the puppy and then fly back out, then in and once the puppy felt like she was not threatened, they ……played….. It was very beautiful, the playing, the happiness. The trust and openness. I should have taken pictures. Although Tay was so much bigger and faster and crazyer, she never once hurt the pup althought there was a LOT of physical contact…nosing, lifting, nibbleing. Tay was completely gentle and aware. Very Very GOOD dog Tay.
and part of the well roundedness was to finally spend time collecting Good dog Tay's shits. This is the first time i've had to do this. I hardly ever noticed the little dogs leavings and even Chinche's. But because Tay has trampled the dried grasses down flat, well and so, Big Dogs have Big Shits. Gathered into empty feed bags and off to the dump one of these days. So that was a good accomplishment.
More painting on those – – – – – – – windows. Whaaaaa. it will Never be Over
and I began the Roots…just to see how it might go. So much more to do
as it neared the Rim, SUN was warm and loving. Enough to hold me through whatever is next.
AND I FORGOT!!!!!
another very large Curve in the well roundedness was what i Woke To this morning….a knowing about the Old Cowboy which must have come from the dreaming, because it was just There and so clear and so Right. He has a walker thing, with wheels and a seat that i got him maybe 3 years ago or so. He uses it to get around in his home. To go to appointments away from home. But the truth is that even that is becoming hard when going to appointments. He is worn to a frazzle just by going such short distances. In the near future he will need to go to his doctor for a renewal of his modest blood pressure medicine. He also needs to go to the bank to sign me in with his bank box there. And trudging with the walker is exhausting for him. Frightening for him. His fear of falling seems to increase day by day. This morning, i realized that it's TIME to get a "transport" wheel chair. One of the ones that is very light weight and can get him in and out of Places.
Every morning now begins with my calling him at about 10 oclock to see if he answers the phone. If he doesn't, i would drive in there to go into his house and see if he was dead or just crashed on the floor somewhere and not be able to get to the phone. So when i called this morning, i told him that i was going to order one of these lightweight wheelchairs. Just Do it. and though in the past he would say that it's not time, he was, this morning, Thrilled and Relieved and Excited, thinking he could go do these things Without Fear! So. Ordered. Good old Amazon will have it delivered.
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