So it's been a time.
We have a ripening crop of beetroot in the garden. No picture which is pretty dumb because it looks amazing.
I would tell you the yarn of my early conversion to the magenta side, but I busted my wrist while on my way to a specialist appointment behind a fake Eiffel Tower last Tuesday.
I was obviously suffering main character syndrome, as we were in the big smoke for other medical stuff for another of my clan whilst 'Salina minded the cats.
Image: Miss G and - hmmmm, she has not yet got a blog name, what do you think?
I would also tell you of the blonde bombshell with the mathematical brain and the burning desire for justice and her amazing life drama with highs and lows and anecdotes galore who tonight is entering her final drama but the night is late and the thumb now aches.
She is wanting to see her Bob and her Mum and her Dad who she hasn't seen in so long and I pray that her pathway from here to there is as trauma free as possible.
((((( Senator K-Katy )))))
Late edit: Katy is still going strong, although the hips are not so resilient...
6 comments:
Did the wrist require surgery? You have my sympathy! You're excused for no beet photos as long as you provide some photos of what you do with them.
No, no surgery for the wrist - just have to be stern with myself to wear some bracing more and try to move it less.
I shall endeavour to photograph some beets for next go around.
Do I read that someone is dying? I hope the path is easy...
Late edit. Definitely not dead yet! Just had the afternoon with her editing up her funeral handout. She thinks it sounds so good she'd like to be there.
I am so sorry about your wrist. I'm glad no surgery is required but it does put a cramp in one's style for a bit.
Good grief...surely how you broke your wrist deserves at least one paragraph!
Your friend Katy sounds like a cracker. Editing her funeral!
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