Ran out of days. A busy time on the creek. Nora’s sister, Diane, paid us a wonderful visit last week. Now the front and back of the house are lined with flowers and herbs. (Note: We have yet to agree on where the front and back of the house is located. We may end up with a compromise, “road side” and creek side.”)

Tomorrow is chemo day. Nora has four left before surgery in July. The cumulative effect of Taxol causes her to feel extreme sensations of exhaustion and weakness, Joints and muscles ache. All this is “normal” during chemo treatments. Nora refers to all of the above as feeling “puny.” But laughter is still loudest here.

Last Thursday Nora and I celebrated my birthday together in a room that was beyond imagining, yet all the same a very welcome gift. It is a room filled with very good people. Regina, Nora’s new friend, was there with her cookies and pictures of her grandchildren from a recent trip. She related a snack-time story about one of the kids (three or four, I can’t remember) who said, “Hey mama, I’m ate a banana with my Nana from Savannah.” Like I said, very good people.

Daughter Sarah and Jeremy came out to “The Ridge” for the weekend. Saturday was 9 holes at Sergeant Jasper CC, another present. And to top it off, Jeremy mowed the lawn (we have a BIG lawn) Sunday (yet another present).

We discovered the gender of the armadillo who took up residence under our home. She had four identical pups. The number has fallen to one because we also discovered our dogs are not great fans of armadillo pups.

It is morning now. Nora is sleeping, an irregular event.

Thank you all for your cards, best wishes, calls and kind thoughts.

From the creek,

Paul

P.S. Please pass on the word about the matching contributions. The end of June will soon be upon us.