Thankful the young man that helped me plant many flowers surrounding this cottage
arrived this morning to weed and mulch. A good buy at the nursery, mulch 5 bags for $10.00
All planted is thriving and multiplying, love the thriving look but miss so that I cannot weed
and work along side of him, but I can direct.
Several have asked "will family be with you this holiday weekend" and I quickly respond "no just me" Jamie with her girls and Beth probably has errands and her dad. I am fine just sitting and
observing the beauty surrounding me, turkeys in front soybean field, feeders full of birds and
plants everywhere are huge.
What am I going to eat, do not eat much as nothing seems tasty and Shingles still bothering my mouth, eyes, ear and face. I remember the local market grills sometimes on holidays, slowly
into my car and head for the market. Oh yes I could smell them cooking, rrbs on the grill.
I have baked beans, tomato and cottage cheese and this is fine for me.
Asparagus in season and buy some, plus bananas as I eat one a day and some more yogurt as almost
I eat and the memory surfaces how much my dad loved to cook. My parents first small home
"finally" I was 14 years of age and immediately my father had a brick barbecue grill built in the yard,
he was so proud of it and ribs were his favorite to cook, I have a huge crock that belonged to my parents and they would always fill it with fresh lemonade whenever they cooked outside.
I am finished eating, kitchen cleaned and now will sit and read until my early bed time.
I might mention that my helper that I have depended greatly on has hurt his shoulder and may have to
have surgery. Will be weeks before he returns, So I cannot give up driving and will be very careful.
A young woman arrives several evenings to help me inside, thankful for this.
The day in the life of someone on a rural road in the country.
I have so many blessings
as you age
a lot changes
I am accepting
but do not like it