It’s hard to see them, but both Fred and Ethel got cozy together on the footstool in front of the fire this morning. It looked so lovely to see them enjoying the heat. They are such dear, dear friends.
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Tuesday was bright, cold and sunny. We’ve had no rain for the past five days and yet my deck, and everything, is wet. The fog keeps humidity so high, no water is evaporating. Inside is heavenly. My firebox keeps the house toasty warm if I keep the fire fed.
When Connie had her stroke, I moved out of my bedroom, which was on our top floor beside her and Don’s bedroom, into the basement where there was a fireplace. I moved for privacy, not for the fireplace, but I soon discovered the heavenly joy of falling asleep while a fire glowed in the hearth.
But we burned presto logs at the Tyrells. They were compressed logs of sawdust. They burned well, but with no pops or crackles like real wood. I much prefer the wood I burn here, and when I go outside and smell the drifting smoke from my chimney, it’s like incense. The smell of woodsmoke is so wonderfully fragrant (in small doses). I immediately think of the fires that were part of Summer camping in my youth.
We were delayed on our walk yesterday. I was late taking my Tezspire out of the fridge. I must leave the drug out for an hour after I take it out of the cold, so that it reaches room temperature before I give myself the shot. But once I had done the injection, we hurried to walk so that I would be home in time to chat with Dr. Shoja at 11:00.
I had trouble connecting with Dr. Shoja. The link didn’t work and I was slipping into panic mode when I got an email from Dr. S. with the link, and it worked. I was very happy not to miss her. In three months, I will be ‘celebrating’ ten years with her. Ten years of therapy! We talked about that, and I joked that she must be a poor psychiatrist because I am not healed yet. She is so wonderful. I’m glad that we can joke together.
The rest of the day was taken up with reading, and our afternoon walk through the Elder Cedar grove. I’m reading the fourth book of the D.I. Ryan Wilkins series by Simon Mason. He is the most gifted writer. These are my favourite books so far in my quest to read all the best murder mystery series. When I get on the chaise and open his book, I tremble with happiness.
In the evening, I had a minor melt down. Suddenly, I could not access films from the Apple store. Steve recommended a movie that I wanted to watch, but Apple wouldn’t let me see it. Apple wanted to confirm my account, but every option Apple gave me to confirm that it was me using my account wouldn’t work. It was so frustrating. I kept trying to no avail, and then I did something right and I don’t even know what it was. Suddenly, I could watch the film, but it was a disappointment. I was not enthralled.
I’m excited about today. I will walk with our friends, and then I will be Zooming with Tess, a woman whom I have never met who is a SPACE ally. We’ve been emailing back and forth, and I’m really excited about meeting her because she comes across as a very warm and fun person. And then, this afternoon, I Zoom with Aidan.
It’s going to be another sunny day, and as each sunny day passes, the next one is colder. Clear skies make for cold nights. It’s predicted to be sunny until Sunday, but there’s good news in the weather forecast. The snow that was expected on the weekend is not predicted anymore. Woo hoo!
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