Early day today

 Have an appointment in Asheville at 10 for occupational therapy to give me some good ideas how to improve hand strength. I'm up early enough to get ready, and though it's pouring rain, I'll figure out how to get dressed for 60 degree rain. While 3 or 4 day's ago it was below freezing all day.

Dream that I awoke with was that I was about to do some kind of performance, wearing some cutesy outfit and having my white hair in ponytails that had black extensions. It looked really weird. I had to get some props and knew my son was in the audience...and he'd sent me some flowers from his garden, but each one I picked up was really lame. Then I saw another bouquet of flowers.

They had been sent in memory of a guy who recently died there (it was a place seniors lived, like an independent living kind of place, but some had nursing care). The guy who'd died had been dancing the week before (soft shoe, ballroom, I don't know which) and had invited this couple to join him. The couple were the ones who sent the bouquet of flowers for him.

(See, my dreams go all over the place. This couple really does attend my church and the senior lunch program, but I've never seen anyone dancing, and I certainly don't do any entertainment in real life!)

Then I found something to use to connect with my son. Maybe I was a magic act. Who knows. Next I was searching for some hair clips to tie up these awful black tresses hanging from my head.

And as I walked by the site manager's office he invited me to stop for a minute. I hoped he had something to help with my hair. He didn't. He said "we're running out of money."

I woke up.

The CPAP turns my mouth into a desert in the morning. I can slowly moisten it with a couple of sips of water. I usually cough a bit too. And then I go make coffee, which wakes the rest of me up.

Good morning to you, as I sip my first cup and read your blogs, the weather report (kind of knew it already) and then finally scroll through Facebook. It's the only social media besides blogs that I read. Newsletters let me know news in email.

Sunny days

Yep, that's my morning. I can't believe that orchid is still blooming. I first blogged about its blossoms on Feb 7, 2020. And there they are.

Here's a breath strengthening series of Qi-gong exercises that I found, and have been practicing (after my nebulizer treatment to clear out my lungs...) I enjoy them. YouTubeQi-gongBreathing

Morning has broken - though shade keeps the frost alive

So spring is officially here.  Lovely morning for it.  There's frost on the roof of the building downhill from me again.

Some trees are casting shade and the sun doesn't seem to be doing the melting line like it did a few days ago. (Here.)

Oh there it is, where the higher roof shades the lower one, and the frost melts back as the sun hits it.

Isn't it nice with all the word's trauma and news that I can focus on how the sun melts frost on a neighbor's roof?

Saturday loving the early morning

I love the cool of morning, because it's going to be in the 80s again this afternoon.  I've decided if it's still summer, I'll get myself out of bed early and do outside things early. Then I'll do inside things (air conditioned) in the afternoon!

So I walked the lake at 8 am.

A pair of not-pure-breed mallards were rudely chased out of the water by a kayaker...and there were some young mallards on the path, all of which deferred to me. Well not the kayaker.

Then I ran by the Tailgate which opened at 9, visited my friends and bought some local apples...and a breakfast sandwich.

And then ran to Ingles and picked up a few staples, canned soups on sale, and coffee, and chocolate.

Then home and finally did my breathing treatment around 11.

The studio opens at 12, and I'll have eaten my yogurt with almonds and checked emails by then.  I woke up thinking of the studio tasks I have today...which is a good thing.  Some days I've just walked in the door without a clue as to what to do.

I've started making angels.  But they seem to be cat angels this year.  Maybe some regular ones will come about today.  Or maybe some dog angels.  Well, why not?  And maybe the figure of Gaia's daughter will be ready to stain.  I've given up on glazing figures...they have more failures in the glaze phase (sorry about rhyme that just came out).

I hope you have a wonderful Saturday.