…gets in the way of the best of one’s plans. My dear friend Kathy summed it up ever so simply: what day of the week is it again? Seems that we all got caught up in the motions of living and before we knew it, life had eclipsed the week and certainly, put a small wrinkle on our best laid plans. C’est la vive.
Around these parts, we are so very delighted that Norman’s cataract surgery last Wed on his (one and only good) eye improved his vision from 60/20 to 40/20. Has made a tremendous difference in his ability to see. And speaking of seeing, I was thrilled to be able to see these in the night-time sky over the weekend.
Such a thrill. If you look closely, you can see the crescent moon, Jupiter and Venus.
And I’ll be here next Monday, March 5. Can you believe it’s March, already?