Good news from my husband’s doctors at Johns Hopkins – the last MRI is clean and his re-checks are being stretched to every three months rather than two. In early May, it will be seven years since the initial diagnosis of stage IV brain tumor (Glioblastoma Multiforme) when he was given three months to a year to live. So I am happy ~
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Now if I can begin to shrink my butt from the size of Montana into something more manageable, like maybe Delaware, or Rhode Island . . .
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I took them late Saturday afternoon, after heading upstairs to get something from my bedroom. And I stopped when I saw this foggy, dreamy landscape out my bedroom window. So I went back for the camera, and opened the bedroom window to take the photos here.
The branches of the dogwood tree looked so beautiful against the mist with the woods in the background. I added a texture that made it look a little vintage and rumpled and imagined that it must have looked very similar out this very window a hundred years ago.
Looking to the left of the open bedroom window is the edge of the house – the 1810 addition.
This is a window in an empty bedroom that’s awaiting repair. I thought it looked interesting, with the old black walnut tree in the background and the vines that are growing on it.
At the base of the tree is the old fireplace we discovered under the bush and vines that used to lie there.
And then I went downstairs and baked a pie. And it certainly didn’t help with the Montana situation that’s going on right now.
* snort *
Hope you’re having a wonderful Friday. Friday night I’m going to a Faculty/Trustee dinner at a great local restaurant on the water. The food is always excellent. Thanks for stopping by, my friends ~
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The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.