The crab apple blooms are almost finished. Some will produce crab apples to the delight of the squirrel population.
Some times the mindless babbling of the political class manages to penitrate the filters I have constructed for myself.
Hello, my name is Peg and I am old. One friend had a heart scare last night and went to the ED, and another is having hip surgery on Monday. These situations are a real wake-up call about our age, but they also remind us just how lucky we are.
Even though we moved into the Asylum for assistance as we age, the truest support comes from each other. We’ve built wonderful friendships here, and that’s something to be truly grateful for.