I'm in no rush.

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Yeah, I've been there.  That's painful for sure.  Luckily it's been many years since I had a burn that bad. 

I'm ready for summer, just as long as it's in the shade with a nice gentle breeze......and maybe a gin and tonic.

If there's one thing I do extremely well, it's accomplishing a little bit of R & R.  (Oh, and making a good gin and tonic.)

Apparently, the pair in the photo above never heard of Coppertone!

This spring has been so goofy, lots of rain, temperatures that spike and fall, over and over, creating a great growing environment for plants and plants that are called weeds. Usually I have very small weeds to pull however, this year some of them are over my head and waving gently in the breeze pretending to be in the right places. Slowly, they come out with a nod from me in gratitude that I am able to do the pulling.

I usually have breakfast outside if the temperature hits 57 degrees. Very few of those so far. Cary and I keep track, and he knows whether to set up the garden breakfast table or inside. The tray is too heavy for me to carry; Cary always puts my tray in place for me. Kind of a little routine we have going. 

Yesterday was a four hour chemo, and I go in today to get a shot for my bone marrow. I feel great! 

The slugs will get a dose of diatomaceous earth; they are eating all that green foliage. I also use seaweed slug control; it seems the sharp edges of the grass cut their tender bodies, and they find a friendly environment for themselves. My lady bug order should be arriving today. Today, sun, 57 degrees now, 10:30 AM, that I have eaten my breakfast. 

I don't know what to expect from the garden this year. I didn't start my seeds inside ... too sick. We noticed there were a few tomato plants left at a hardware store that looked like they needed a home. I don't know, perhaps Yes, maybe no. 

I am concerned about Ruth's latest report of diseases moving north as polar temps rise.  I lived at Wildwood Field Station (United States Army Security Agency (USASA))  Kenai, Alaska, 1959-1961.

TB was the great killer of tribal people. Many of my students had parents with that terrible disease and it disrupted many families. One of my jobs was to teach my students how to blow their noses and throw the cloth or Kleenex into the wood burner, wash their hands, and sneeze into their elbows. Native children who had TB infected parents were passed around to other tribal members in an attempt to keep them healthy. Some were sent to orphanages at

Lazy Mountain Childrens' Home, Return to Lazy Mountain. Several of my students went there. December 8, 1960 - The Lazy Mountain Children's Home near Palmer was destroyed by fire. The Army station where we lived, Wildwood Station, gathered warm clothing, bedding, and whatever they stated they needed and sent several military trucks full of supplies to them. 

Jesse Lee Childrens' Home THE JESSE LEE HOME FOR CHILDREN. One of my students went there and had a very good experience. He was assigned a milk cow, had to milk her daily, keep track of the milk and cream, and see to her health. He was so proud to show us his responsibilities.

Surely there will be many health care needs as the climate changes. As we Cub Scout leaders taught, always be prepared for the worst, even as you hope for the best. 

Weeds higher than your head, Joan. It really has been raining where you live. It’s good to hear that you feel great, despite four hours of chemo. I never heard of seaweed slug control. Your personal experience with Native Americans fighting TB is fascinating. One wonders what you haven’t done in your adventurous life.  




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