Wobbles.

 Wobbles.

 

Sharon Dickerson, my “sister by another mother” who is not even kin to me, wanted me to ask for prayers for her brother Bill Wing. He was at a gas station and some woman backed into him, knocked him down, and ran over both of his legs. All the people there were screaming at her to stop, but maybe she did not hear. Anyway, he ended up at the hospital, but neither leg was actually broken, just mashed up and looking a bit like hamburger! Simply can’t imagine! This is the sort of thing that makes a person shiver about driving!

 

Got most of the plants put in the herb bed today, but simply started feeling as if my legs were going to collapse so went inside and sat down until things felt more sensible. Maybe tomorrow those things will get planted and watered. At least some mopping was accomplished here in the house. The dogs’ beds were rearranged and the kennel deconstructed and stored in the big closet. That felt like a major accomplishment! Took some things out of the closet that need to be recycled at the Women’s Refuge shop. Eventually, that closet will be much better organized. Have a dress jacket that might fit either Jennifer or Rachel—it was never mine but was left here some years ago. Oh well.

 

Need to buy a new water hose that is long enough and good enough to use out in the front yard. Had Julian haul the stupid white plastic one off the other day, and today decided that the one that needs a new end might work if a person knew how to put the end on correctly. Oh well. You can bet that the grass will start getting brown now just any day. The State Hospital has mowed their grass down to a short stubble. At least if it burns, it won’t have a lot of material to keep the fires burning. But it only takes a good stout breeze to flip a fire across acres of mesquite and brush along with the high weeds. Thankful we have a good fire department.

 

Received a request from the Lakeside City Volunteer Fire Department on a postcard. That seems like a good way to mail something out. Postcards used to be quite a bit less expensive than anything in an envelope. Of course, a postcard has to be printed and set up in something like Publisher if it is going to be in color. Anyway, whoever designed this one did a very good job.

 

Really need to quit for the day and get some rest. Sylvia keeps spreading out all over the floor so that walking around her has become a challenge. Dogs! Really do love these two critters!

 

Let us be reminded how blessed we are by our heavenly father. He takes care of all our needs both big and small. Let us be grateful and be as generous as possible to those who need the same blessings.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.