It’s a good pandemic year if nothing dramatic happened. I have loved my garden and it’s creatures (chickadees, a chipmunk and one mouthy Siamese.)
Zucchini and scarlet runner beans flourished. I found out I inherited Irises, Tulips and Peonies. The garden charms and calms.
Art eats my pancakes with panache.
Dad is frailer and more forgetful but his spunk is the same. My weekly visits have become a gift, each one.
Donald and I are building an Arduino Air Hockey game.
I get a virtual reading night with my new grandson, Jude.
Naomi still thinks I am very cool. Ditto, honey!
Stay safe and healthy, family and friends.
You are on my mind and heart more than you may know.
