It’s gloomy and rainy out. However this kind of weather is never depressing to me. I like the rain and don’t even mind the sky being overcast.
After all, I spent the first week dealing with Covid hiding from the light because it bothered my eyes. It reminded me of being a kid in a “fort” I’d made with an quilt stretched across dining chairs.
However I am looking forward to, in a few months, springtime.
Sometimes I lie in bed and just think about it, as I do every year. What I want to plant, what different kind of plants would I like to try. When the worst of this illness was gripping me, I thought about gardens.
I got to thinking about some of the vegetable plants I planted at the old apartment. So I looked up some photos for you. One thing about writing a blog is that you have a ready inventory of memories!
Purple Flowers I’ve Grown:
And the many and varied types of purple flowers I’ve grown over the years.
Herbs I’ve Grown:
Remember my Charlie boy munching on the pineapple sage I planted every year that always soothed his tummy? Oh, how I miss that little guy.
Bug-Eyed Ivy & Sweet Charlie:
I ran across this photo online of Ivy looking rather bug-eyed over something at the old apartment.
And I paired it with a photo of Charlie on the couch on one of my quilts. He’s been gone for 3 years now.
Ivy spent quite a bit of time in the bathtub for whatever reason. She would take her toys into the bathtub and play with them.
It was kind of like watching cat hockey when she took her plastic swirly toys in there.
It’s been nice to sit here and reminisce. I so miss all my pet babies I’ve lost over the years.
I Watched Who Is Erin Carter:
I was really wanting to see Douglass Henshall in something, so I watched “Who Is Erin Carter.”
It was a little heavy on the gun-packed action side of TV for me. And there was very little way to suspend belief when Erin Carter ran around acting like she didn’t have a bullet lodged in her chest.
I read an interview Douglass Henshall gave about “Who Is Erin Carter”. The interviewed said he looked dapper in a tux. And this was his reply:
“[Amused sigh] If I was anywhere else except Barcelona in the summer, I would have done. But trying to get yourself into a tux in 42-degrees heat inside, with no air conditioning — because the sound department would pick it up — is excruciatingly uncomfortable!
“So on the surface, yes, it was lovely, but for the most part I was standing there trying to persuade my pores not to just dissolve into a puddle with my Scottish sensibilities!”
I’ve been thinking that I may rewatch “Breaking Bad” with Bryan Cranston. That has 5 seasons to keep me busy and it’s been quite a while since I first watched it.
What I’m Reading:
Abandoned by her fugitive ex-husband, Lily Brown is rebuilding her life on the edge of a Kansas town that still feels the sting of his crimes. Lily lies low, managing the isolated storage facility where she lives with her twelve-year-old son, Everett, and planning a better future for them both. That requires keeping secrets. Everett has them too.
After breaking into a storage unit, Everett finds photographs and news clippings of five girls missing for decades. For Everett, it’s an adventure and a tempting mystery to solve. But digging further into a stranger’s obsession is putting Everett and his mother in the crosshairs of a killer.
Then Lily’s ex resurfaces from the shadows. Just as suddenly, an attentive new man enters Lily’s life. And a suspicious detective, responding to reports of a prowler, watches every move Lily makes. It’s getting harder for Lily to know who to trust―or whose secrets pose the most frightening threat of all.
I’m really enjoying reading this book.
So I thought I’d give you the head’s up on the current price of it. For some reason you can now order this mid-sized paperback book for $6.20. That’s a bargain.
This book is a thriller, but more of a drama than a lurid story.
How I’m Feeling:
I still have nausea and I’m weak, but feeling a tiny bit better every day.
You can be sure I’ll double up on my hand washing after this experience. Though my hands were already awfully dry due to the fear of getting Covid.