Puppy and pear

 

 

And a pretty girl in the orchard with "Yoko." 

They love her like crazy and she fits right into the farm life. But Maya said she might "never have children" because babies are too much work. So cute!

Some of my dear followers noticed that Feathers and Flowers went dark last week. Long story short, I was admitted to the hospital critical care unit for treatment of severe hypertension. 

The good news is, I'm on new medicines and everything is finally headed in the right direction. I feel much better already, and gradually getting back to my normal activities. 

Best of all, extensive testing did not reveal serious underlying conditions and the cardiologist pronounced my heart healthy. I follow up with him this week. Welcome to the senior years. 

I will spare you a long rehash here, but just want to say that John was wonderful support through the whole ordeal. Although by the third day, he was ready to take over management of that hospital. Pack your patience if you ever have to be there. 

"The greatest healing therapy is friendship and love." 

Thank you, everyone. 

 

And the cat came back

 

A newly discovered design, carved in the earth in southwestern Amazon, sometime  between 600 BC and 850 AD. Yes, that's a cat, with a ton of personality, lounging around as cats often do.

And this blogger is back also...

Have a good weekend. Enjoy these precious, waning summer days. 

 

If dogs could talk

Nica: Maybe it will go away soon.

Puppy: Hey, it looks pretty cool around here!

 Amanda and "Cowboy" 

And in other news, Happy Birthday to our Amanda today. 

The house has changed and so have we, but I'm sitting right where this picture was taken back in 1981. How blessed we are.   

Welcome to the family

 

 

 

This weekend, our Carlton family adopted this adorable Chihuahua mix puppy. She came from a rescue home in Bellevue, and they brought her over last night before we went out to dinner. 

About 3 months old and downright adorable. Also healthy and spunky, and like all puppies, a great big project. But the girls are jumping right in with the training and spoiling. Lucky little dog. I'll wager she soon finds her niche with the other house pets in front of the Russian stove. 

Happy Birthday to our darling Nova today. This is the poem I wrote 17 years ago. It feels like yesterday.

"A Poem for Nova" 

That morning you arrived,
You were our bright summer star.
And I drove East to greet you,
Body, Mind, Spirit--
With a prayer for every mile.

Time passed. Road and silence.
Mountains, rocks, fields,
The occasional gift of horses grazing.
And finally, clear desert light
Above the ancient river.

Then your Mother's call, at last!
Wonder and tears
Turning a roadside nowhere into Somewhere.
Oh, you thrilled us
With your big entrance: Here I Am.

So, an old story but still a fresh miracle.
And I arrived at a new place, too.
A little hand to hold,
Precious life to cherish,
The circle complete. 

 

 

A fine line

 

I bought this book for inspiration, but it had the opposite demotivating effect when I realized she "paints" with single strand floss. 

If you know anything about embroidery, then you know that is indeed tedious and finicky. I'll stick with two-strand work and simple Aunt Martha iron on patterns.

That good old Aunt Martha brand, sold by family owned Colonial Patterns, has been around since the 1930's. I remember when these cost a quarter at the five and dime store. Now Amazon will throw one on the porch for about $6. 

Most are quick and easy, fun and relaxing, nostalgic or silly. I'm not aspiring to become an embroidery artist at this stage of the game. 

 

The plum tree is groaning with fruit (isn't that a great expression?) and a few hot days away from ripe. Hopefully can do some canning soon. Since they are visible from the sidewalk, I actually worry about people coming in the yard and stealing when we're not around.  Yes, that kind of neighborhood now.  

Blue sky and fresh air back this morning, although the smoke pollution on the east side of the state stays relentless. Our Carlton family is coming over for the weekend for a quick escape. They won't be staying here this time, but we hope to see them Sunday afternoon.

Have a good weekend.  

The pleasure of open windows

 

But not today. We've had the windows closed and both air purifiers running. Not so pleasant with temps in the 80's and no AC in the house. 

John does have a method (when I'm gone) for keeping the house cool, which involves keeping most of the upstairs blinds shut. It's depressing enough being stuck inside without stumbling around in the dark. 

We have seen much worse smoke, but my ukulele group still cancelled the Thursday outdoor meeting. I could have used some fun diversion, but cancelling was probably a good idea, since most of us are in that "sensitive" group (aka old.) You really shouldn't be singing at the top of your lungs in this air. 

Still Seattle has nothing to complain about, compared to eastern Washington where the air is absolutely horrible from the many uncontrolled fires. 

When people visit from other parts of the country, they are surprised how we can leave unscreened windows hanging wide open the summer. Insects have never been much of a problem. But who knows what climate change has up its sleeve next.  

They say tomorrow will be a better day.