Friday, August 29, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
John and I arrived at Narragansett Town Beach at 5:40. Mild, no wind, no jellyfish, no seaweed, no rips, few people and the water refreshing at 68 degrees. Perfection. To top it off the waves were clean and straight. Ample time between sets. I caught four and heard a man next to me babbling to his buddy as they waited to catch a wave. "I live in California," he said, "and we have to wear wet suits to go in the ocean. This is great." Five weeks of recuperation wiped out by sixty minutes of bliss.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Thought all you folks who never make it to RI would like to see the two gardens I've worked on this year. The bottom one is taken from George St, and shows flowers on one side of the rock wall and vegetables on the other. Prolific string beans, climbing up a net wall, are bombarding us daily with fresh beans, You can't see the tomatoe plants, but the top photo should tell it all. We fill the container every day. Middle photo is of flower garden right off new deck. The Zebra grass is my newest addition and one of my favorites. The flamingo is for Evelyn...
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Went to Roger Wheeler State Beach, where I met our neighbor and her kids. Not much wind, warm..... could not resist. Went in twice, both times over my head. Swam back and forth with a couple of other gray heads. Water was wonderful, except for the three foot fish I saw cruising underneath me, twenty feet from shore. Now it feels like summer. By 5:30 I was snoring on the couch. My first time back in the ocean after 5 weeks.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Running the 100 meter dash with 10 meters to go. Teddie, Josh, and Theo will be moving in with us in three weeks. She and I are attacking her closet at the moment, throwing out math, spanish and biology folders/notes from 1998. This is good. Of course there will be plenty to fill up the space... Josh has been offered a job in Groton, Ct, an hour closer to us, so he will commute. Will be great as I leave in 4 weeks for CA. Foot does not like the stairs.... still recovering. Doctor said it will be a while.... No more crutches are big black shoes. House is mighty quiet with Evelyn gone. No more dancing on the coffee table or drinking toof acid. We miss her and the two adults who take such good care of her. Thanks for visiting us.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Boring. Prone, Sleeping on John's mattress, next to the bathroom door. Finally today a break in the recuperative routine. (Read, read, read) A trip to Salty Brine State Beach in Galilee. Yes, I went to the beach, hobbling over the sand to land 5 feet from the edge of the water. Finally, some semblance of what a summer day should be. Sun, water and sand. I paid for it when I got home, but it was worth it. Could not have survived the past three weeks without help. Jesse's a great cook, Ted a very enthusiastic shopper, and Evelyn is the best entertainment ever. Tonight is the first time I've gone upstairs to check the blog. Seems like I'm finally on the road back to where I was. Looking forward to Kevin's arrival tomorrow morning.
Lying flat, my ice cold foot rests on a pillow,
higher than my heart.
"Keep it elevated," Doctor Buchbaum said.
So I do.
Through the stretchy bandage
and layers of white gauze,
The grimace shaped cut is no joke.
Ten black stitches, each hand tied,
look like dead spiders in a
Recovery is tedious and
not much fun.
For weeks I only see the beach on