It’s halfway nice out this morning. Overcast and quiet.
As I was eating my cereal sitting by the patio door I saw a hummingbird hover over the morning glories on the fence. Of course I reached for my camera right next to me, but it was already gone. I have a devil of a time getting a photo of a hummingbird.
Yesterday I saw a female cardinal hopping around on the patio furniture. Ivy saw it too. She went low to the ground, tail down, and rushed over to the window. I guess her instinct tells her to do this so she won’t be seen.
I feel a little down today. So far those purifiers aren’t helping Charlie. Maybe I haven’t given them enough time.
Hearing him cough and choke and not knowing what to do is the most helpless feeling. I don’t know what else to do.
Yesterday I let him out on the patio and stood like I always do right at the patio doors waiting for him. I always watch him when he’s out. And I leaned my head against the wood of the French doors and succumbed to tears of frustration and sadness.
I can’t cry in front of him and get him upset. So I took those few minutes and just allowed those tears to cleanse and loosen that tight feeling in my gut. A few minutes later he wanted back in and I was right as rain.
Well, maybe not right as rain. But I put on the best face I could.
There is a weariness that takes over when you’ve done all you know to do and it isn’t making much of a difference.
Then this morning I turned on this computer and immediately saw the news for the last 24 hours and was saddened again. You can’t go anywhere now without worrying you’ll get mowed down by a semi automatic weapon.
How sad is that?
The sedum autumn joy is forming little blooms. Nathan told me last week that the smaller one I gave him has already gone from white blooms to turning rust.
That plant is one I divided from this one.
Last night I watched 2 more episodes of “Rectify.” Soon I’ll have watched them all as I’m in the fourth season. Then I started reading another book.
I haven’t read much of it yet, but it’s about a woman who teaches at a private school and seems to have reached her limit of patience with most everyone. She is truculent and mouthy and not about to take anything from anyone.
I won’t know why till I read a bit more. Something has obviously happened to make her feel this way. Some despondency that isn’t evident as of yet. Or pent up anger she can’t release.