The View out my Window

 

Yes, through the screen. From raising the blinds in the bathroom window, I can see my porch plants...the basil at bottom going to flower, the geranium in left side without any blooms. But oh that coleus is so wonderful to glimpse (usually through the blinds!)

It's a cool Monday, 57 when I woke, and only 68 now at almost noon. Sweater weather is here. And shawls. I took some things out to the car for the Swannanoa Valley Christian Ministries which has a food pantry, as well as clothes for those in need. I should have a bundle of clothes for them soon too. I picked up the mail, and noticed I was short of breath. There went my idea of trying to walk up or down the hill in the parking lot.

Inside again to nebulize with saline solution, and then shake shake shake with the Thera-vest which only goes around my back...to loosen up anything else. I'm right now finishing my brunch, so don't feel like shaking it up.

Hope you have a great week...though I notice this won't get posted till it's half over! But I'm still in the here and now...going, going, go....ing.

Today's quote:

Poetry is a sort of homecoming. -Paul Celan, poet and translator (1920-1970)