As I sit here my brain a whirl
watching squirrels and birds
sun is rising
it’s cool - in the 70s
pt this afternoon- (determined not to have knee surgery)
grandchild still hospitalized miles away
hummingbirds still drinking at the feeders
mosquitoes are horrid - but we needed the rain
I’ve not had much want-to to read everyone’s posts
my brain is full of other stuff
my dad is fully recovered and I’ll see him in a few weeks
my granddaughter will feed our critters
I’ve found a program that will help to retrain my brain - ha hard headed as I am
I’ll write a poem for tankatuesday later today
I had poetic lines in my head earlier but they disappear so quickly.
a hawk is hanging about and my finches have disappeared so the bird seed is not getting eaten so fast
did you know that bluejays make nice sounds? Not just squacks. They even imitate hawks-that’s funny.
our construction of our flooded room is moving along nicely. Many fixes that should help to keep flood water out.
If you read all of that you see that my mind flits about and returns—I will not edit. 😁
If you made it this far, thank you for reading.
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