And Another Day!

I worked extra hours crocheting the last few days and completed the granny square afghan yesterday. There is a compulsion to finish a project, but an empty feeling with not having it to work on once it is done. This afghan is about 40 inches square--so it makes a nice lap robe.  Maybe someone in the nursing home can make good use of it this winter and fall.

Paul drooled over the watermelons earlier in the summer. 4th of July we got a really good one.  It was sweeter than any we had last year.  This one is locally grown and is in the "ice box" aka fridge now.

Paul's white Texas Star!

He got seeds for this from a customer.
He tried mix it with a red, but so far only got another  red one.

The moss roses (portulaca) just keeps,blooming its heart out.  It always makes me think of the urn Mama had in her front yard with a variety of moss rose in it. They really liked the sunshine there in San Antonio.  I tried a number of times to start a cutting of that out of Mama's urn, but I was never able to get it to grow.

I think hers was a fuller, bigger flower.  It was different in some way.

Moss Rose in our planter.

I have been unable to write since early in the year.  I have seen a neurologist who says I had a small stroke sometime.  He refuses to make any association between the writing dysfunction and the stroke, but I personally think there is a connection.  I also think my dizziness and unbalance is connected, but the doctors insist I see an ENT doctor next. At any rate, I have been doing self directed therapy on the writing.  I can "draw" the letters and words on lines pretty well, but writing normally without lines is a disaster.

My writing practice one day.  I have worked on my signature and got it looking fairly normal.

We keep on keepin' on, day by day.

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