Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Pictures - Frank

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This afternoon I walked around the yard with the camera. To open a larger view hold down the ctrl button on your keyboard while clicking on the photo and it will open in a new tab and you won't have to reload this page.

This is leaf lettuce that Frank planted a few weeks ago.



The high temperature today is about 53°. The azaleas don't seem to mind the colder weather at all.

These are the lighter color of our two azalea bushes. These always remind me of starfish.



I got a better picture of one of the brighter colored bush's blooms than the one I posted a while back.


As I walked around to the back of the house I came upon a mockingbird grooming itself. It is missing part of the top portion of its beak.




It flew to another branch and seemed very interested in the click of the camera shutter. I wish I was better at taking bird pictures.



This morning Frank had his appointment with the oncologist surgeon. The drain was not removed even though it is not draining much fluid. The doctor is a little concerned that the drain may not be working because the amount of output dropped suddenly. Frank is running a low-grade temperature... which is normal after surgery. We have to inform the doctor if it goes up over a 101° and stays there. The pathology seems to indicate the tumor was benign. Hopefully next Tuesday the drain will be removed. Your continued prayers would be appreciated.

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Then from a neighboring thicket the mocking-bird, wildest of singers,
Swinging aloft on a willow spray that hung o`er the water,
Shook from his little throat such floods of delirious music,
That the whole air and the woods and the waves seemed silent to listen.
-- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Monday, March 2, 2009

Laundry - Trash - Television - Green Onions

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Today is laundry day. I don't like laundry day... but I do it with a smile anyway :-) I try to think of something that makes me happy while doing the dreaded chore. Today was difficult though.

It is trash day. When I took the trash can to the curb I looked up the street and saw the trash pile has grown. Someone dumped this sofa out about two weeks ago.



This morning this sofa joined the pile. It's one of those sectional sofas with the recliner on the ends.


Frank called about the first one the day after he came home from the hospital. Of course the response was: "We'll have someone pick it up tomorrow." Tomorrow hasn't come. He called again this morning. It will probably be months before they are picked up... even with a call every week.

They are not directly in front of our house, but just up the street past our fence line. It spoils my walks... which I'm failing to do as often as I should.

I tend to look out the windows of the bedroom when I fold clothes. So today it was hard to think of something pleasant when my blood boiled every time I looked out the window.

A little further up the street and on the opposite side of the street is a wooded lot. A few years ago someone placed a cabinet television in there. We couldn't figure out how they got it in there because the trees are so tight together.




I got to wondering when color television came into being. I remember in the 1960's a few of my school friends had them. When Frank and I were dating in 1968 his family had a color television and I would go over there and watch Walt Disney. My folks didn't get a color television until years later. Frank and I bought our first color television when we were stationed in Hawaii in 1974. Here is a timeline of Color Television.


I still have laundry to fold... one last load and hopefully I won't forget and leave it in the dryer. I do miss hanging clothes on the line. Years ago Frank made me quit because of my back. There is just nothing like sleeping on sheets fresh off the clothesline.

Frank recorded the Jesse Stone movie and we watched it this afternoon. I want to read the books.

Frank's Mom came over and brought us some green onions from their garden. I need to wash them and put them in the fridge.

The oncologist surgeon's office called and Frank's appointment has been upped to 9 am. He wanted to dance with joy, but couldn't. We think the doctor will remove the drain tomorrow. Not much is draining now.

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Take nothing but pictures.
Leave nothing but footprints.
Kill nothing but time.
-- Motto of the Baltimore Grotto, a caving society




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Sunday, March 1, 2009

Spider Pictures - Snow - Paul Harvey - New Friend

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Yesterday I went to 'fix' dinner. Every time I think of the sayings 'fix dinner' or 'fix supper' I think of Daddy. He would call me or I would call him on the phone and after a while it would be time for me to fix supper. Of course he would have to say: "Why? Is is broken?" I digress... I was going to fix our dinner and I espy a spider on the floor. Most people would smush him. Not me... I get my camera. I had to lie on the floor. I was surprised that it was not extremely difficult to get up. I guess the doc did a good job of fixing my back.

I should have ran to the computer and looked at the pictures before relocating the spider to the great outdoors.

I do wish I wouldn't shake so much. (It is my bum shoulder causing the shaking... I'll go back to the doctor with it soon) I have the ISO set higher to compensate for my shaking and then the noise or grain shows up. So the pictures look fuzzy. They look a bit better in the larger pictures. Just hold down the ctrl button on your keyboard as you click on the pictures and the pictures will open in a new tab.






We had a few snow flakes around 11 am this morning. They say we may get more later. Frank called Sonja and she said they were having snow, but it was not sticking to the ground yet. She lives near Woodstock Georgia. Her and her boyfriend have colds, but she said they are getting better.

It is about 40 degrees here at 2:00 in the afternoon. The birds look so cold. I was going to take a picture of a dove through the storm door, but the door fogged up. With the wind it is just too cold to go outside and take pictures.

Paul Harvey passed away yesterday at the age of 90. He was a joy to listen to. No matter where we moved to I searched for a radio station that carried his voice. I will miss him.

I have a new blogging friend, Mountain Mama. She has been blogging for only a few weeks. Please pay her a visit... she has some great stories.

I think I will be behind forever in reading blogs. Yesterday the thunderstorms were bad enough for me to shut the computer down. We had about two and a half inches of rain with the storms. I haven't heard of any damage yet in the area, but the wind probably did take down a few trees.



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My father and mother created from thin air what one day became radio and television news. So in the past year, an industry has lost its godparents and today millions have lost a friend. -- Paul Harvey Jr.

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