Been laying low ...
one moment at a time as they say while
my wonky tooth figured out what was gonna happen next.
I suppose one advantage to having a root canal during tulip season
is that driving to and fro across the Skagit valley
is nothing short of splendid
and although I'm allergic to a large number of antibiotics
at least I am not allergic to Novocaine.
A not-so-small blessing
that has kept me sane.
I stitched on the wishing cloth awhile
because there was calm in that
and admired the sea reflections having dance time in the belly of the boat.
But mainly I swooned over spring,
the miles of GLORIOUS color,
and although I won't be doing much of anything besides
watching my own grass grow the next couple of days
at least I tip-toed amongst them.
[apology to Tiny Tim for the lame reference]
What a surreal experience ... being ruled by a measly tooth.
: : :
See you a bit later.
I'm heading for the hammock.