Thursday dawned bright and sunny. Through the night, I had been gobsmacked by the view outside my bedroom window. The bright full moon cast a mystical spell on the forest, and the slight mist of evening made for a very ethereal view. Tonight is the lunar eclipse, so I may be able to see it tonight if this clear weather holds.
I called Bruce who is in Florence. We Facetimed and it still amazes me that I can see and speak to Bruce, who’s so very far away, for free. Soon, he’s off to Triest and Venice, then London followed by Iceland and then he comes home.
I got excited all morning as I measured out the ingredients for the cheesecake I made after walking Her Highness on a very beautiful morning. What a difference sunshine makes to my forest walks. I reckon the heat fees the spectacular fragrances I so love, and I feel the coming Spring. I feel so good in the forest.
When we got home, I got to work on the cheesecake. It was so exciting because the recipe I was following was a simple one and I’d never made cheesecake before. I’m topping it with peaches (canned) and fresh blueberries that I am covering in peach flavoured gelatin. I’ve a crust bottom layer of crushed vanilla cookies mixed with butter, then the cheese layer, a mixture of lots of ricotta cheese mixed with whipped cream, gelatin, a little sugar and vanilla. That is topped with the fruit and gelatine layer.
As it clouded over in the afternoon, wiping out my chances of seeing the lunar eclipse tonight, I rested after a very busy morning of baking the cheesecake and then tidying up. There was a mountain of dirty dishes and utensils in the sink and all over the counter when I was done. But as I waited for the whole thing to cool before I took the form off, I got quite excited.
My friend Beth keeps a blog; I never miss a post. Often, she writes about how she hires people not to work for her, but with her. I think that’s something I think I’m going to do to help me declutter now, instead of under pressure when it comes time to move. It’s part of my adjustment plan for living without breath—emphasis on living.
Sheba is rather lethargic. Her gait has slowed. However, she has only three more days on the heavy dose. Starting on Monday she goes down to half the current dose. She is not bothering with her feet, and I feel free of having to monitor her all the time.
Today is dull and damp, but Grayson comes to buck the fallen tree and tonight I go to sup with my friends (and eat my first cheesecake for dessert). And today ends the second week of not hearing from a cardiologist as per the promise made by Dr. Chen. Sigh. Oh well, still alive!
Tomorrow is the first day of the last week of Winter. Hooray!
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The Arita Cone, an almost perfect conical formation, rises dramatically from the expansive Salar de Arizaro in the Puna de Atacama, a region spanning both Chile and Argentina. |
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