I am in here.
I’m afraid I’m a bit late answering Gail‘s question about my oncologist’s amazing azalea bonsai. The whole plant is about 18″ high. But the lower branch swoops below the roots, so I’d say the whole thing is about 2 feet tall. I find it rather satisfying that my oncologist nurtures little lives as a hobby.
I am far enough into the second bottle of antibiotics that I can feel human and do normal things. I can eat breakfast, for instance, or write a blog piece. All this feels wondrous and new to me. Spring is well underway here. It had barely started 10 days ago when we got back from … Continue reading Saying goodbye to bronchitis
Easter arrives cold and gray, just like it usually does around these parts. I figure that the weather is here to spite the fact that at least one of my daffodils has bloomed, and my friend up the street’s orange crocuses are in full flower. Nevertheless, spring is officially here now, with Easter, according to … Continue reading Spring and Easter at last
I have just come back from an attempt to get out before the worst of our “worst blizzard of the year” falls in earnest, and stock up on those ever-mysterious and never fully defined “staples” at whichever grocery store I happened upon first. People never remember that it’s almost never as bad as “they” say … Continue reading Evacuating! Running for my life and all that.
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