Sorry Nick that I have let the blogging slip lately. The last couple of months has been a bit blurry. I have been very busy at work. October Nov and Dec is our peak season. Spring blossom and beech foliage mainly, but many other smaller requests also pop up for things like variegated pitto, ivy, geranium, rosemary and lately spruce and holly, and with the grass and weed growth and odd jobs round the traps I am too tired at night to do blogging justice. Many has the day been in this period when I have intended to post but after a bath and dinner and a bit of TV I'm too tired to do justice.
Tonight, spurred by Nicky, I have dosed up with coffee and I'm having a go. Yes a tumultuous six weeks or so it has been since my egg idiosyncracy was revealed. There was news I could have told at that time but omitted to. There was a memorial morning tea held in honour of my friend Jane Tilley on a Saturday morning in October at John's Hill lookout on the west side of Emerald. It was a beautiful setting with views to the north to Warburton Ranges, east to Gembrook, and south to Western Prt Bay. It was lovely to meet some of Jane's relatives and friends and hear of their great admiration for this wonderful lady. So glad I attended, given that Big John only told me about it in a phone message the previous evening. It was fully catered and well organized, and apparently John used to take Jane up there now and again on their way back from doctor's visits etc. She loved it for its peace and scenic splendour.
We nearly lobbed on Nicky and John's door step last weekend. We went to Wangaratta Saturday to visit our friend's Owen and Diane M and had a nice stay. Sunday morning the plan was to visit John and Nick on the way home at Claremont then go through the old haunt Greta to pick up the main road home. Alas, after visiting the cemetery to see the memorials to Lib's parents and some other friend's who are buried there, and then going to Glenrowan to see Oand D's son Patrick's house, the time had got away and we went on home. Little Pip who was being babysat in Gembrook had done an escape trick in the thunderstorm and although I knew she was now safe I wanted to get home asap. Sorry Nick, we'll catch you next time.
The weekend before I hurt my back on a gardening job, digging out and removing big old agapanthus. On the Sunday night spasms developed, making in hard to get up out of a chair or car seat. Consequently the next week was difficult doing my picking but with the help of anti inflammatories and careful management and prayers to God I got through. It still grabs here and there and putting on socks and boots is hard but thank goodness it didn't deteriorate and there has been slow improvement, I'm almost moving normally.
During November we had a new oven, gas cook top and range hood installed, all working well. We have been blessed with good rain. About 150mm November, another 25 mm early December, and early this morning it teemed, I have not yet learned how much we had, my friend Glen will let me know. It has been so fortunate that I have not had to run around watering the things I have planted autumn winter and spring.
Gotta go now, tiredness winning out. Lib is well but easily fatigued and spirit down a bit, all natural considering the onslaught she has endured. They did warn that these side effects may take months to pass. She has been cleared not to see her radiologist for twelve months.
Merry Christmas to my friends. May you have peace, joy, love and good health.
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| Lib's hair is growing back. I had to send a photo to Police, trying to organize police check (every three years) online. Driving me nuts, been sending ID stuff every night, not there yet. Have to photograph documents and upload to submission. Bit hard for this old fellow. They rejected earlier one because she blinked. |
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