Thursday

Socks done. Now the hard part, getting them in the mail.

Dragon nearly growling off the page!

Not as much done on the writing. Pretty tired from stress, long drives, actual surgery, so I mostly vegged

Scrappy socks for charity.

Reading. I’m having to learn to track, or figure out which glasses help best. And I won’t know for a month. So Audible and Text-to-speech is still my friends. BUT, standing in front of the mirror winking first right eye then left eye, the surprise is that my left eye sees my reflection better than the old favorite my right eye.

My new big E. At first I couldn’t see the numbers with my left eye. Well, before surgery it was a blotch on the wall. It’s about 10 feet from my recliner. My ‘good’ eye, the right still sees it, even the second hand. But gradually poor weak but refurbished left eye sees the numbers now. YAY! This is quite the adventure!

One-Liner Wednesday

This left eye has never seen so far, so clear.

My contribution to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday.

Mother’s Day Miracles

Around 10:30 AM

11:30 AM

Noon

Noon

Didn’t finish but made more progress.

I hope you all had a

I sure did. Love my kids, especially now that they’re adults!

Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “a phrase you grew up with.” Include in your post a phrase your mom/dad/grandparent/sibling used all the time when you were growing up, or just write whatever inspires you based on that phrase. Enjoy!

Oh. This is a hard one. I’m writing my memoirs/ autobiography. At first I thought the prompt was to write about your mom/dad/grandparent/sibling. That would have been easy. I’ve been writing that stuff for a couple of months.

Ah, but the fine print. “A phrase you grew up with.” A million phrases come to mind. “Jesus Loves You.” “For God so loved the world…” ” You aren’t worth the leather it’d take to blow you to kingdom come.” Is the couch ready with someone taking notes? Yeah, mix messages much?

But as crazy as home life was, the overwhelming spoken and unspoken phrase was love. I think that is how I survived. I was surrounded by relatives full of love. When home life was level it was full of love, too. So at 72, I finally say the phrase is the word Love.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday, Tip

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “tip.” Use it as a noun or a verb. Have fun!

Sometimes I have to look at my life. As I am writing my memories, I realize mine tip in the direction of love. Lots of love.

Starting Again

Wearing shoes and other uncomfortable clothing, I started walking again. It was a beautiful day.

Grateful

Sometimes something amazing happens. An answer to prayer shows up so unexpectedly.

Today I found out I can afford my cataract surgery. My daughter by marriage told us she’s sent the money. I’m blown away. I’ve been crying off and on all day.

Love you, H.❤💕💜🙏🙏😇

Beautiful Sunset

I wish my phone captured these as my eyes see them.

This and That Thursday

For a little old lady puppy, Kali breaks my heart with cute. For some reason, she looks like a little hand puppet as she climbs into bed at night.

A gift my hubby bought both of us. Not the expensive, does everything Fitbit, but it does keep track of the basics. Now I just need to get used to wearing it. And then it needs to be warmer than 32 outside so walks won’t hurt.

This weekend we might get rain. I’m thinking wellies, raincoat and umbrella and rain dance of thankfulness.

Hopeful.

Fun Friday

I promised to take a picture to prove our new happiness. Here ya go:

I cropped out the car license plates. But–Yay!

My husband and I had a great time shopping. They had almost everything we needed at far less than shopping the little stores here, with more room and less crowded. They had been picked over during the week. But I was happy to find things to help my new addiction. No. There were no Diamond Art sets, but tape, frames, Command Strips, tons of acrylic paints, etc. Lots of food, though overwhelming amount of snack foods. But gotta keep the locals happy. I’m sure you’ve all seen Dollar Generals. But here,

Here is our post office. It is quaint. Though door-to-door delivery doesn’t happen. We have to walk (7 miles round trip) or drive to pick it up. By the way, in spring and summer there are beautiful flowers surrounding this sweet community meeting place.

Our little hamlet could stand for a bit of improvement.

Don’t get me wrong, I love living in the country. But the biggest reason most move here is housing. It is less expensive. It doesn’t take long to realize that jacked up prices at local stores, the 150 miles to a cheaper store costs in gas to get there. For us $50 gas for every trip. And the $100 to change to snow tires for a couple months then rinse repeat in Spring. Well, I guess you can understand why many of us are so excited for such a humble addition to our community.

Add to the excitement of the new store the Friday Friends chat, it was a great day!