Hello Folks ~
I hope you are all doing well. I want to thank you again for get well wishes and prayers for DH. He is getting better and we are thankful for that. Since it hurts him to chew food, I’ve been making him smoothies for breakfast, and different soups for lunch and supper. We’ve had pumpkin/potato, potato/carrot, cauliflower/broccoli and there’s a pot of split pea soup for tomorrow. I’ve been adding organic beef and vegetable broths, herbs, spices, onion and garlic. I want to make a beet soup next. These soups are all blended so that he can just drink it up from a cup.
I am so glad that he’s doing better. There’s still a way to go until he’s back to normal, but he’s so much better than he was. As oldsters, we think we are still able to do things, but age, heat, humidity, vitamin depletion, etc. can and do take their toll. We’ve learned from this experience in many ways. I’ve also been thinking more about those in chronic pain and about care-givers.
We felt a change in the air today when we were out running an errand. It is the end of Sept. so there should be some changes going on and we enjoyed being outside.
Over the past week or so I ‘lost’ two things, couldn’t find them anywhere and I looked high and low. I finally told DH (dear husband) and he started thinking of places for me to look, some I had already looked into and others, no findy items. Yesterday morning I was still frustrated by not being able to find them, I picked up my library book bag and ‘found’ one of the items, an embroidery book underneath. I let out a whoop and DH said you’re going to find the ‘scissors' next. Between 5-10 minutes later, I was sitting here in my chair, and pulled the bigger scizzors out of their pouch stuck my fingers in the space, and lo and behold, there was the pair I was looking for. I was thrilled. I hate misplacing things. I usually find them sooner than I did these two items. I’ve been flustered and preoccupied with DH and how he’s feeling that it’s a wonder I didn’t lose more things.
The little scissors I got when my late MIL passed away, with other craft items, so they mean a lot to me. I love the patina on them.
You can see that the scissors each have their own little space in my pincushion, scissor and debris bag,(I won this several years ago in a drawing and love it). I absentmindedly put the little scissors in the wrong pouch, then put the larger scissors on top of them. Now they are where they belong once again. Sheesh.
This is the heart I’ve been working on. I added the lace stitched on with French knots. I’ve still more embroidery and beading to do before I feel it is finished. The colors are a bit more subdued than in these two photos, because of the lighting.
This is a little heart I worked on the past few days. I love it. It is 2 1/2 inches wide by 2 1/4 inches high.
Now, here are blooms I took photos of yesterday morning. It was very cloudy.
A weed, that I think is a Florida native, not sure though.
A fallen frangipani bloom.
Passion flower. These are so amazing I can’t quit taking photos of them. They are still blooming and there are quite a few buds too.
An old poinsettia that is getting ready for it’s time of year.
La Marne roses.
Climbing Maman Cochet
Louis Philippe growing up over my shed.
Front gate from the sidewalk.
Side front entry gate into patio area, off the driveway.
Driveway gate. I love the plumbago from next door, very pretty.
That’s it from soggy s.e. FL. We had quite a bit of rain over the weekend and lots of cloud cover. I hope today to be able to wash and hang out laundry as we’re supposed to have some sunshine and little if any rain.
I’ll close this with a quote I came across recently.
“When you get in a tight place and everything goes against you,
till it seems as though you could not hold on a minute longer,
never give up then,
for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn”.
Harriet Beecher Stowe, abolitionist and author.