Saturday Situation

Normal

At least for Pepsi. The thing is, although my husband is a star he just doesn’t speak enough dog to calm her. Also he doesn’t have dog bearing hips or legs.

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My return home was unexpected but so welcome. It’s amazing how the days meld into each other and get lost in hospital.
There’s little distinction between day and night either. Staff have a list of procedures that have to be done to keep their patient up together, heading in the right direction, and making progress.
Numbers must be spot on.
Too high: lie down, rest, drink water and try not too worry.
Too low: lie down, rest, eat a biscuit (plain mind!) drink water and try not too worry.

As I was waiting to be discharged en route to the ‘discharge lounge’ sounds awful doesn’t it? It was. Every bit as awful as you could imagine. I was laughing with the student nurses who suggested that I might be able to get some rest at home! They have a list of procedures that have to be performed at a certain time and it doesn’t matter whether it’s 2:00 am or 2:00 pm.
Anyhow, the staff were, of course, wonderful, soothing, comforting, gentle and caring (well except one but you always get that don’t you?)

Any how I just wanted to say thank you for your messages of support and sorry I couldn’t get yesterday’s six words post up. If I’m up and about over the weekend I’ll just post it late.

I am making this post on my iPad – a first for me. Will it work? Actually if it does work I’ll try to write and post my six words from here (bed)

For those that wondered, yes there was pain, a lot of pain and more to come as the gall bladder has to come out! Yikes!!!

Anyone know who ended June?

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Needs Must

“Why have we invested 50p in two bunches of dead dahlias?’ He asked shaking his head.

“To photograph their beauty and to press some petals of course!” I said

I took them home, sorted the good from the not so good, sorted long stems and short stems and kept some buds.
I took the small vase of short stems up to my room with my phone. The light was fading, much like some of the dahlias, but needs must.

I don’t have the energy yet to go out on a photo walk with my friend and our cameras but I know a garden full of dahlias which the lady of the house picks, and puts out on a table for sale. £1 a bunch if they are ‘alive’(!) She had been away and these two bunches were long past their best so she would only take 50p for them all.

It was a short car ride away, an extremely small financial investment, I had fun photographing them and this morning pulled off lots of petals and put them in my flower press. Oh! and hanging upside down in a bulldog clip are three buds, drying nicely in the breeze… more photo fodder.

Needs must as they say.

I still have a very large vase of the long stems yet to photograph. I just need a little more energy and some light would be nice, it is very overcast here today.

Dahlias

Thank you for the e-mails, I really appreciate them. Have nice weekends.:)

Folding Pages

I have been folding book pages for a few weeks now. I have always admired book art in all its forms. A few years ago I folded every magazine that came through the door into beautiful Christmas trees! Obsessed was a word heard a few times around here then.

Here’s what Ive been up to.

The Heart of the Travelling Matchmaker
The instructions didn’t say to start in the middle of the book and count backwards and forwards! I’m going to re-do this.

First-paper-folded-heart

Butterfly Mind

Butterfly-Mind

Blue Harbour
Folded-book

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Infrequently Opened
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The Cloister and the Hearth
A PHD (project half done) This book is very small and has 720 very fine pages, it reminds me of a prayer book and is called ‘The Cloister and the Hearth’ I just want to see how fine pages fold. I do a few pages when I’m waiting for something – ideas, pages to load, doctors appointment, YouTube video’s, you know the sort of thing?

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It’s lots of fun and takes my mind off a health issue I have which is being investigated over the last two and next two weeks.
Obviously all will be well, I’ll keep folding, will let you know and show you the finished ‘Cloister’ – eventually!

An Ordinary Day

I was included in this text conversation over the weekend.

Ben, my son sent this:

Perhaps this could be the next stage for Pepsi?
http://youtu.be/ur5t5jd8eIU

Pepsi is my beloved Greyhound, forever on standby to run very quickly at a moments notice. She conserves her energy by sleeping…all the time. We have had her for 8 years.

You don’t need to watch the whole of the video to get the gist of it.

My husband sent this:
Re Pepsi training next stage:
That dog has a number of real advantages over Pepsi:

• She stands up
• She is awake
• She knows she is a girl
• She doesn’t get easily distracted

But most of all, she understands she must keep ringing the bell to get the reward,
Her owner won’t just give in and give her the treat

Above all, that dog isn’t just naturally a ‘very clever dog’, it has to learn. Pepsi could do it if she wanted to!

Then Ben sent this

Oh! I see, so it’s more of a decision that Pepsi doesn’t choose to engage in such petty things such as responding to name. Let alone the need to ring a bell for food. She just exists and therefore is.

Looking forward to seeing her and both of you

Then Paul sent this

Pepsi-typewriter

Dachshunds can’t type!