BLackberry Creek Jottings

April 10 Thurs.    Wonderful news, Troy's prostate  biopsy is benign!  What a relief!  My health feels better too.  I have been weaning myself off of oxygen during the day, but I sleep with it at night and during naps.  Sometimes I get short of breath, but I am still functioning.

Troy and I have taken turns mowing this morning, and the air is redolent with the smell of onion.  Wild onions grow abundantly here, and pop up all over the yard.  The odor becomes almost overpowering when the blades cut them. 

Mowing is a lot different here in Alabama than it was in Michigan where most of the ground was level.  Our land here is up and down and slanted.  In the back there is a sudden drop off into a deep ravine.  I avoid getting anywhere near it when I am on the riding lawnmower.

     Troy and I were both exhausted when we quit.  It is the most exertion we have done since our illnesses.  We both wore masks to help with the dust, pollen, and onion smell.  The yard looks great!

Our granddaughter, and our daughter are both getting married a few months apart.  Jerusha’s wedding is in June, Leslie’s sometime in January.

·        Azaleas are blooming.

·        How pleasurable it is to go through the seed catalogues and day- dream.

·        In 1900 the average American drank 12 sodas a year. Today it’s 556!

·        Redbuds are showing off.

• Take a step: You have just used 200 muscles.

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• #2 Comment from suscleve 
  4/30/08 12:44 PM | Permalink

  How fun to find your blog. I have a blog entitled Blackberry Creek Home Arts, and I too live in Alabama.
  I'm glad to hear your husband's biopsy was benign. Thank God.
  I'll be back to read some more soon when I have more time.
  --Susan Ramey Cleveland
  www.blackberrycreek.typepad.com
• #1 Comment from tleehaltom 
  4/10/08 6:50 PM | Permalink

  Make mine sweet tea my Love.  Forget that pop or 'coke' - that's what eveyone drinks here, even when it is a Dr. Pepper.
  
  And I believe I used about 785 muscles this morning - at least it sure feels like it.
  
  When I cut the grass the other day, it smelled like somehow I'd fallen into a big vat of salad.  After you showed me the onions, I realized why.  Thus today's masks.  ;-)
  
  And Joanne, if you read this I'll let you know that as soon as we finished today, there must have been a convention of crows in the yard, probably looking for the ants we uncovered or the worms that might have come up.
  
  LT