After 53 years, I had to say goodbye to my beloved. Iqbal Junaid 11/28/34 (or 29) — 12/28/25 I wrote here about the beginning. What I Did Today – Airy Nothing He was doing very well until just before Thanksgiving. Around then all the calluses on his feet started peeling off. This was a side effect to the chemo meds, so they took him off until the one tiny open wound closed. At the same time, his already small appetite…
2025/12/18 at 9:03 pm I thought I’d posted this The turkeys have been stopping by about every other day. I don’t know exactly what they are getting, but there is something in my lawn (and sometimes garden dirt) that they seem to like. They are welcome to any bugs they find. The other day (Saturday?) they brought some friends with them. They came together a couple of times. Then, yesterday the whole flock (12-15 birds) of turkeys stayed in the…
First thing this morning (about 11 am) I was greeted by the neighborhood turkeys. They were flying one by one onto our roof. But by the time I got my clothes on, the were on my neighbor’s roof. Today was a beautiful day. The sun was out for a good part of it. It was also warm–in the 50s I think. These are the flowers in bloom in my garden today. This is the spirea outside the kitchen window. Most…
Done! To Do List I’m trying to put everything I want to get done in December (obviously some more than once) on this list. Hopefully, I’ll get here and keep track. At the end of December I’ll make a new list. Hopefully, I’ll have more creative stuff on that list. There is some creativity in Christmas gifts and decorations. but obviously I can’t show the gifts until after the 25th. Not that I actually believe anyone on my list reads…
Should be June, 2020!!! Even with all that has happened. I suspect that’ll be my complaint for the rest of my life. I was going to crochet today. I still will do come work on the sweater I hope I’m making, but it’s five o’clock already. Actually with my night owl schedule, it’s like day people’s eleven a.m. That’s not so bad. I always want to be a day person, but I am what I am. When my dad retired,…
So much for getting here everyday. I wonder how writing for fifteen minutes a day, or writing one paragraph a day would work. Perhaps it will lead to at least one post a week. Or it may make me less ramble-y, though I doubt that. I lose track of time. Not just in the getting-lost-in what-I’m-doing way, but also in a when-did-I do-that? and how-long-ago-was-that? way. Past time is ultra compressed for me. I think it’s because I simply omit…
Monday was a reasonable day. The weather her has been slightly cooler than usual, so working outside was pleasant. I watered the pots, dug out two runner plant roses and potted the to put at the rose trellis in front, scraped some of the moss off the driveway, and blew away the leaves that had gathered under the balcony. I also managed to fill and shock the spa. At some point we had a telephone conversation with a dietician. She’s…
Since I obviously haven’t gotten here to write anything interesting, I decided today that I would try to use this as sort of a journal to capture my days, interesting or not. This will provide a record of what I’m doing (which may be a dull as dishwater) and also possibly help me to write some more interesting things. We’ll see how it goes. I still have to get here regularly. Backtrack to Catch Up Sometime in May, Iqbal started…
I always think I want to get here and post something, but then end up doing something else. Oh, well. That’s the way it goes. This is just a disorganized post of what I have been doing. Despite the fact that time zips by too quickly and keeps going faster, looking at what I’ve actually managed to get done, I can’t say I’m unhappy. For so long it seemed like I planned to do a lot, but actually did very…
Yeah, it’s me. I’m here, today. At the rate I get things done I may be doing this post all day. That’s par for the course. (And I don’t even golf!) Distraction level seems to be 100% today. It’s been enough that I’ve forgotten all I wanted to say. The first distraction is my Flickr. I’m not a photographer. Most of my photos are mediocre at best. So, obviously, to me anyway, I don’t have a Flickr account to show…