|First growth at Cornwall Rose Garden|
I asked John to let me out of his truck last week at the Rose Garden itself, rather than my usual spot on the sidewalk, before starting my walk home from the coffee shop. I was hoping to see some growth on the rose bushes, and sure enough, there were a few leaves that might turn into rosebuds in the near future. This was taken last week, since our brief moments of sunshine and gorgeous weather have turned into drizzle and cloudy skies.
In the Spring, I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours.—Mark Twain
It's still plenty warm, but it's the nature of the season to be changeable. Unless you're living in California lately: it's been nothing but one atmospheric river of precipitation after another. There is another one, the twelfth in a series, inundating the state at the moment. When will it end? I really feel for those people who have lost everything and have nowhere else to go.
I feel quite fortunate to have chosen this spot for our retirement years. It seems like the weather has been moderate all this past winter, where other places have had extreme events in many different flavors. Here at the moment, it's sprinkling a little, but 12°C (54°F) and quite pleasant to walk around in. Unfortunately, by Thursday it will be rainy for our usual hike, as in all day long. I am trying not to mind too much; my favorite raincoat and hat should keep me pretty dry.
I have reluctantly decided that taking up knitting again is not going to work for me. I'm afraid my eyes just don't like doing such close work, and I'm going to save whatever eyesight I have to keep being able to read books on my Kindle. It took me quite awhile to admit that I am compromised in yet another part of life, but that's the breaks as I am growing older. The good thing is that I am able to be physically active, even if there's not a whole lot of speed or agility in my step, I'm still kicking! I will be grateful for what I have and remember that being an octogenarian is a privilege!
And just keep on kickin'!ReplyDelete
I'm with you! Being grateful for whatever I can still manage to do. You are able to do a lot, my friend!! :) :)ReplyDelete
That is too bad, have you tried a light color of yarn, the darker colors are hard on the eyes:)ReplyDelete
There are changes one has to accept. If you don't accept the changes you can end up being very unhappy.ReplyDelete
I am sorry that you are facing additional challenges - and admire your grace and attitude,ReplyDelete
DJan, just keep putting one foot in front of the other... that's what I tell myself. And being able to do that in your beautiful area is a joy.ReplyDelete
At least you tried to knit even though you gave up. It's good that you still have an active mind and body.ReplyDelete
So much of aging requires adjusting to changes in life and circumstances. As long as we can continue to adjust, life is good.ReplyDelete
You have a great life and you do know how to enjoy and appreciate it.ReplyDelete
My mother came to a point where she had to give up needleworkReplyDelete
Sue still does crocheting, but her hands are an issue.ReplyDelete
Keeping active as you do D J...no worries!!! You have admirable traits & your life attitude is one!!!ReplyDelete
My near vision is not doing well either. Sigh.ReplyDelete
By the way, just wanted to tell you we'll be out of town again... to the British Isles this time.