It's strange that I have lived longer without him than I did with him, and I am now older than he was when he died.
I love you, daddy. I miss you so much.
Many thanks to Mark, Lanise, and JoJo for your kind comments on my last post - I really appreciate them! Les is getting a little stronger every day, but I'm still concerned about him. He doesn't seem to be rebounding as well as he usually does; granted, this was a really rough battle for him, and a little different than recovering from a surgery. He seems bound and determined to get out into the newly tilled garden area and get some seed in the ground.
On a random tangent, here are a couple of photos I clicky clickyed with my horrible little cheap cell phone camera over the past few weeks:
|Mom's wisteria before she chopped the beejezus out of it|
|The gals at the Cafe 26 here on the mill site often write messages on my lunch orders. It totally makes my day!|
|For some weird reason, Blogger is choosing to rotate this picture. But I'm going to add it anyway because it's a cool cloud picture. It was a bit stormy that day.|