Another Year

The first day of our seventh year at 12 Oakdale Street. I hope this will be similar to the previous ones, with no surprises. At our age, surprises are rarely good.

I will keep on shedding stuff, being optimistic about how much I will accomplish. I also continue shedding weight, since some crept back, definitely no surprise. Baking and eating sourdough bread has consequences.

Will this year be when I get rid of all the grass paths? Sure, why not? Could happen. The freeze gave me an opportunity to rethink some of the plantings I’ve done. I will continue adding to my hedgerows on the north and especially south property lines. Since the lychee died back, I’m moving more bananas along the canal. Eventually that 2-story house will be built across from us.

Grant is slowing down, although he is still doing his 2 mile, somewhat daily walks. I use a lot of my energy being patient (that’s definitely ironic). Sometimes I’m successful, often I’m not. A growth edge it would behoove me to work on.

Birding trips are probably beyond us (see above), so I look forward to day excursions when the weather turns cool. Until then, maybe I can finish some of the online courses I’ve bought. 

Most of my travels will be to California to help Mary. Please let our dear leader’s excursion/mini-war/journey/adventure/skirmish/military operation or whatever the heck he wants to call it be over soon. Just declare victory and bring our people home. My current hope is July 1st, like the rumors, so he can brag about it on the 4th of July.

We do have our big Egypt cruise in September. That’s assuming the Mideast isn’t aglow. I leave the decision whether to go or not to Viking Cruises Lines.

I am finally getting some ability with my watercolors. Artist and creative I am not, but I can follow instructions better. Still building skills with occasional bursts of spontaneity. 

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