My degrees—BAMA--rhyme with our President.
Yesterday I turned my head, not willing to see Mom place the moldy sweet potato on top of the dirty laundry.
Later, I brought her a sustaining beverage (Ensure) as she worked in the garden, energetically digging up what she planted a couple weeks ago.
I bought fresh blueberries at the grocery store.
I lost a handful of poetic phrases because I didn’t get them written down. I need to get a voice recorder that will survive showers and also fit into my purse for the car.
I felt a little restless and bored but not enough to clean house. When I practiced my concert flute, I discovered strained muscles in my left hand. I’d rather not strain my muscles more with housework, but I don’t mind the pain as much if it is from doing something I love--playing my flutes or writing at the computer.
Those are the highlights from June 10.
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