28 Aibreán, 2022 Wandering (Ag fánaíocht)

    Considering today was a home alone day, it was ok.  Fur kids were pretty good.  The weather was fairly nice.  No gale force winds but maybe tomorrow.  Always a joy..  Our highs were in the 70s.  My house was comfy with AC.  I am so thankful for it being fixed.

    I woke up at 7am to call my friend to get up for his trip to another town for his outpatient surgery.  He beat me up!  He had been up for 40 minutes when I called him.  His procedure went well.  He called me right after.  His incision was glued together.  Something new to me.  Did not do that when I was a nurse.  He can shower all he wants.  Water won't hurt his incision.  He stopped at work but they let him go home for the day.  I am glad.  He planned to sleep.  Good for him. 

    I am sad today.  Where I used to work they have an art auction twice a year.  I always "worked" at it.  Granted, I did next to nothing but I loved being there & part of it.  But this year I was not asked to be there.  I am sure they do not need me & it is hard to be "not needed".  Oh well.  Life moves on.  I could go to the auction, but it will save me money to stay away.  No one will miss me.  As I said, I am sad today. 

    Not many cattle in my pasture.  I miss the little ones.  But when sitting out there seems to be a bird highway through my front yard.  Peaceful to sit and watch.

    I got ambitious & washed my hair.  Hope it looks ok tomorrow.  If not my curling iron will fix it.  Or I will find a hat or scarf to wear!! (-:

    This morning Nico must have barked for 30 minutes.  I could hear an engine outside.  I assumed it my nephew but he was innocent.  I had a load of propane delivered.  I almost passed out when I read the bill.  Dang.  I am not using my heater unless truly cold.  My room heater is good enough & add another blanket to the bed.

    Photos are summery flowers.  The Bachelor button is bitter sweet.  It was from my cousin's yard.  I always stopped there every summer to take photos.  But she has died and the new owners with have no idea or do not like them.  The yard is mowed and no flowers grow.  How I miss her and her flowers.