Took a chance and went onto deck to take an image of my Lilac bush, the scent is heavenly
Still homebound and oh how I miss driving my car. Just driving close to get out but do not need too.
Miss family, continue writing, holding a camera, reading and my books with colored pens.
Someone asked me the other day "why do you write, what do you write" I answered, "I have always
written in one form or another." Always sent cards, wrote letters, a diary, journal and then the computer came into my life. I thought "what a strange question" Writing has always been an
important part of my life and cannot imagine my life without it. Now do not hold the pen and write
as arthritis stopped that.
I so want to walk on this property and cannot with a walker or cane. When someone is with me
will walk on the blacktop drive.
Continual prayers to accept wherever I am in my timeframe of life upon this earth.
What is happening to our world and how long will this continue?