On Sunday I met Emily aka Gramily, who I’ve been blogging with for maybe two years. She doesn’t live far from me when she’s in Maine, but is often living elsewhere. We went for a good walk at Vaughnn Woods in Hallowell. And then to the Goodwill, after coffee.
Fuzzy pic, but we look happy, no? Thanks to the checkout guy who thought we might be tourists! At the Goodwill!!
It was a dreary and wet November morning, but there was beauty to be seen, even though much of it was invasive,
Asiatic bittersweet and Japanese barberry
Multiflora rose, an old apple tree, and a great old tree.
Yesterday I had a random act of kindness done to me! A gift! Out of nowhere! And I wasn’t the only one!! Visit The Kindness Revolution for more info.
Imagine my surprise when in the car on the way to a webmaster meeting, Rebecca, who I met only moments before (she stuck her leg out so we’d see her and pick her up!), said I have a present for you! She gave one to all the women at the meeting, and offered the guys to take one for a woman in their lives.
These are my favorite meetings. They have coffee (I always bring my mug), and donuts, often fresh and hot. And an entertaining host, who I think looks a little like House, a little…
And I always learn things here. Yesterday, Rebecca noted that for all these years we’ve been peeling bananas from the wrong end. Somebody paid attention to the monkeys, and it is easier to peel from the other end.
Orange cauliflower, and some weird brocolli/cauliflower cross. From Goranson Farm in Dresden, where a friend has a farm share. She’s thinking she’ll just look at these things as decoration for a while, because they are so odd.
weird, just weird
But it feels so good… Massage followed by ion cleanse foot soak (I know, sounds so hokey… and maybe it is, but the foot soak part was cheap!). I think she had me a year or so ago when I tried this (she’s a friend), and as she pulled out the electrode and said, huh, look at those blood clots, are you menstruating?. Yep. And they looked just like those kind of blood clots. TMI, sorry!
Water goes from clear to ick pretty quickly. I swear I can feel the salt tingling as soon as she puts it in, even before she drops those electrodes in. Little bits of metals floating around in the pyrex… I figured maybe the massage followed by the cleanse would help get the ick out of my lungs. Can’t hurt. And it feels good.
I have one more of these scheduled, after an MRI. Which they’re doing next week to see what’s wrong in my head because my field of view is defective.
The bathroom is white… very white. I’ll do something on the walls soon… but at least the base paint is up, and the trim is done, and there are new knobs on the drawers and door.
There has been knitting, but it has depressed me. I may end up ripping out sleeves. More later on that.
I should post more often so I don’t have these wicked long posts, eh?