The blog has been dark for a week. It has been a bad time. Harry went into atrial fibrillation last week, so on Monday, he went into the hospital to transition onto a new anti-arrhythmic drug and to get a cardioversion. He gave me permission to blog about it. But before I could get to […]
Seasonally cooler weather moved in after the rain, and the birds were hungry. Reconciled to our fate of missing the Ohio show, Jane and I looked forward to a visit from our friend, Margaret. We haven’t seen her since before the pandemic. Margaret and I are both former huntsmen for The Bridlespur Hunt, oldest recognized
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It was a rather gloomy day, perfect for my annual doctor visit, but not so nice for Harry. He had to leave early, before it was light, to go down dark country roads to the Femme Osage Valley. He speaks to Wounded Marines four times a year. A group of soldiers come from all over
Today is St. Patrick’s Day, though we did not bother to wear green. The grass is striving to celebrate, though, and getting quite green. It was an uncommonly warm St. Patrick’s Day, and Spring has sprung, with flowers and frogs, turkeys gobbling in the woods. Soon the juncos, the little “snow birds” will depart. Alas,
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I’m catching up with pictures, not having found time to post… blame the change in time to Daylight Saving, which brings me indoors late and exhausted. The mockingbird paid a visit, and dropped from a branch in an unusual display. There have been some discouragements. One way I handle troubles is by I turning to