Every day . . .

Every day, walking Emily to school, with or without Charlie the wonder dog, or Charlie with or without Emily, I pass by beauty. No matter the season, there is always something in bloom. As we near Spring here there is more - pinks, yellow daffodils, white blossoms on some camelias, pinks and purples too, pansies just peeking out, an occasional limpid, delicate iris, pink blossoms on some trees, small ones, big ones, fallen ones whose delicate flowers Emily enjoys picking up and looking at with the mindful way she sometimes has. Well, I am sleeping better than I had in a long time, and have started what I hope I will continue to do, working out (albeit it lightly at this point) at the Rec center at Carrie's Uni - stationary bike for fifteen minutes (that is my goal - ten about did me in on day one, but did get pulse rate up to about the right place - I think 180), then pumping the old iron for another fifteen minutes, all this post a consult with a lady gym staff who came here from Canada and loves country music. Saw a crazy Japanese movie last night, one included in the New Zealand film festival - sort of a Yojimbo/fist full of dollars cross with two warring sides in a village fighting until all that were left were the mysterious neutral hero who came riding into town earlier, a little boy, and a wise mountain man - plenty of gore, and Japanese actors who spoke exxagerated English! Carrie and I will go to one about Pete Seeger later this week, and I hope to see a few more. I was hurting from my temporary crown but got it smoothed off and is ok now. Carrie is gradually getting better. It is raining buckets outside as I write this. Yesterday Carrie, Emily and I went to a garden center and bought strawberry plants, some seeds, some vegetable plants (lettuce, beets, chives, etc) and if it stops raining will try and initiate our lovely raised beds with them. Thanks for reading this, and all our best to you and yours.