Power Down

Saturday began with our walk together. We started at 8:30 and it was already 19° outside. Then we came home, and I got back to work on the same part of the yard as I worked on all day Friday. I need more rocks, but I’m hesitant to ask for more from Eoin and François. 

I did not have as much energy for gardening yesterday as I did on Friday. It was tough getting going, and I got quite warm right off the bat. It was clear it was going to be a day with several rests. Everywhere I look there are things to be done. I did manage to transplant one of the two big Sweet Boxwood plants that are failing. I may wait to let Bronwyn do the other one.  

I had a drooping Hydrangea. All ready! In May! We went from sunny and cold, to Summer overnight. Yesterday was my third day with no fire, and it’s warm in the morning. I’m watering regularly already, and there’s sunshine predicted for the coming week.

It’s been two weeks since Ally and Peter left. For two weeks, I’ve not had a seizure, there’s been no shaking, and the only bad patches were when I talked to Dwight. When I was very young, I’d see my friends explode with excitement when they were left alone in the house when their parents went aways overnight—or, even better, for a few nights. That’s how I feel about being free of my symptoms.

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This morning began with a shock. The power was out, so I heated breakfast on the barbeque and, as it was just past 5:00 am, it was silent outside as I made campfire toast—and it was a marvelous 19°! I took Her Highness for an early walk and came home to get busy in the shed, for tomorrow the wood comes and I start stacking.