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The Great Escape

- robin

The sun has finally come out.

I walked around the lake, many, many laps in the mud.

The day is quiet, Larry is away at meetings in Dallas.

The Radio  is tuned onto my favorite station in Dublin, Ireland

and

I am working on Larry’s wave quilt.

Photo: “Larry’s Quilt” in progress

There is something wonderful about making a gift like this.

The person that you are making it for,

is in your heart so deeply while you work…

thoughts, memories, love,

special moments remembered with joy.

*****

While I write thoughts here on the blog, it is special for me.

Thoughts captured forever, whether they matter to you or not.

It is my morning coffee.

It is a moment of bringing my thoughts to the surface

or

sharing a project I have at the work table.

Sometimes I feel so amazingly overwhelmed with “life”

that

 mundane, busy thoughts are my escape.

Thank you for being part of  the great escape.

Love you beyond the moon.

Me

In His Arms

- robin

Yesterday was a good day.

I had a {GREAT} visit with our family DR.

Since I am finished all cancer treatments,

it is time to get this old bod back in shape.

{today is post cancer blood work, for a baseline}

***

Larry worked from home yesterday.

I cooked dinner

and

we cuddled, watching The Bachelor.

He kept asking:

what is wrong with people?

Are they so unhappy alone

that they have to compete with 25 others for love?

Then two of the girls had a big fight.

He said:

Oh. That’s why people watch this.

I was still lying in his arms when

he turned the channel to DATELINE.

Some evenings are just to good for words.

Photo: We were married on August 20th, 1977. Larry proposed on Feb 14th, 1977. our anniversary is coming up! I have his gift , but since he is a loyal blog reader, I must wait to share it with you…..

Love you.

Me

 

Just a Question

- robin

Good Morning.It is super quiet in the house…

and my brain has been a bit agitated.

Let me explain.

My love for history is well known

and because of this, I have one question. Maybe two.

When the time comes to tear down George Washington’s statue

{and it will happen, because he owned slaves}

will tearing it down, change history in any way?

The ARTist’s work will have been damaged beyond repair

and

after the immediate adrenaline  rush,

the persons who brought it down,

are going to have the same old history to contend with.

I was wondering if the destruction is worth it?

Where is all of this hate coming from?

Love you.

Me

 

 

 

Three Bags At A Time

- robin

I have not been sleeping well.

At night, I toss, turn and look at my phone.

Days have been perfect, but I think perhaps

that I have not been exercising enough.

There are 4 projects on my work table,

tonight is Book Club,

My Larry has been long gone across town for meetings,

Libby has been throwing up once a day

and

I feel like merde. {excuse my French}

I will close the blog for a few days.

{but please stop by, I will be posting a daily photo or two)

Umbrella Girl 

The sun was shining as she flew into the clouds.

Taking the time to catch up with herself

and 

the ones around her, was a priority.

The jelly bean wishes that she dreamed about at night

might come true after all.

~R~

Do you know that My Larry buys a lot of  jelly beans?

{three bags at a time}

He digs out the black ones and throws them away.

Goodness.

I love The Man.

Me