Dental Four
Today was the opening day of my town’s farmer’s market. I coordinate our county Master Gardener’s booth at this market, and have historically worked the first day of the market. Three of us work the booth and we each take a break a to wander the market during our four hour shift. During my meander […]
Mom’s Cacti
Bloom is about 6″ across. Bloom is about 3.5″ across. These two plants, and hopefully one more, will go to mom’s AL apartment, where I’m sure she will propagate them in pilfered pickle jars, and pass out the offspring to folks far and wide.
Tales of my Parents
Since I’ve been on the Island people have been sharing stories about my folks with me. Mr. M (who mows for me): “I only saw your dad a couple of times before he died. He was a ray of sunshine! Always had a welcoming smile on his face. I finally got to know your mom […]
May 2018 Island Trip Day 10
The car is loaded to the brim, the plants are watered, dishes done and put away, buildings are locked, check list completed. Once on the mainland I’ll stop at a nursery for the first time, whose owner I’ve met through industry functions, Goodwill, and our local Gospel Mission. Then home, where I’m told my own […]
May 2018 Island Trip Day Nine
Well yes, June is upon us, but why change a theme. Today was mostly about good and bad water. The septic guys were here by 9:15. They used a locator to find the tank, which was kinda cool. The current piping took a left directly after the clean out, and they found the tank in […]
2014 Family Xmas Letter
While going through papers last week, I found an end of year letter from an old friend and colleague of mom’s who’s wife has since died of Alzheimer’s. In it he writes: “…we were unable to accurately describe the new symptoms, but once we combined “screaming” and “dementia,” Google understood all too well. Thousands of […]
May 2018 Island Trip Day Eight
I kinda hit a wall today after: Putting the couches back together, and back in place. Washing the bi-fold doors for the washing machine closet. Cleared the pine trimmings from where the deck replacement will go. It’s the start of the new burn pile! Continuing to look for the septic tank, as evidently all I […]
Dementia Dance - Travels with Mom 