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My sister-in-law came by for a while on her lawnmower and mowed around the entrance to my house. It was getting pretty grassy like a jungle. The new bamboo plants over in the northwest corner of the lawn helped with that rainforest look.
My hands have gotten to the point that I can't drive the lawnmower much. I was hoping the prednisone would stop the pain in my shoulders, especially my left shoulder, and it did, but the core pain deep in the bone doesn't seem to want to give it up.
The arthritis has been the biggest problem so far, but the osteoporosis seems to be the culprit in my shoulders. I haven't read that much about it. Reading about the RA hasn't really helped me deal with it any better, so I might not spend too much time reading about osteoporosis. This shit is very scary as far as looking toward the future is concerned.
I'm getting a lotta ripe figs now. They started ripening slowly, but now they're really going to town. I walked out on my deck to get a breath of fresh air, and dozens of birds took off from eating their fill. I just went over and ate some myself before they all get gone. YUM!
The blueberry bushes that have popped up at the base of a small oak tree where various kinds of birds roost are really healthy this year, and they are loaded with blueberries. Even last year I wasn't sure they were the cultivated "rabbit-eye" sort that are real sweet. Now, I'm very sure.
This variety are ripening slowly and I've been able to go out and get some to put into my oatmeal each day for a couple of weeks. The amazing thing is that there are lots of green berries that look like they'll take much longer to ripen. I could have fresh blueberries for weeks.
There's no sense in writing about this hot weather. It's been just below 100° (37.778° C) with humidity around 90% +. Today it's supposed to go well over a 100° and feel like 110° Fahrenheit. Everybody has to cope the best way they can. If they have an electrical brown-out on the East Coast in the next couple of days, a lotta very young and very old people will die. More room for the immigrants... eh?
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I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
