Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Quiet, at last

It's almost two in the morning. The pain pill wore off hours ago, and I can't have another for a long while. Seems to be the story of my life lately. So, here I am, curled up on the love seat, an elderly German Shepherd snuggled with me, and a cozy throw is covering us both. It's quiet now. My fiancé is asleep in the next room. I just ordered several pairs of pretty new gloves to keep my hands warm. Those will be a welcome addition to my wardrobe. Wearing them is easier than being tethered to a heating pad most of the day.

Fireworks finally ended a couple of hours ago. The dogs gratefully headed outdoors to tend that which the noise delayed for many hours. Thankfully, we microchipped them this year, so losing them during things like Independence Day fireworks or on a road trip is no longer a concern.

I'm thinking of making a pot of cocoa. Planning a new backgammon board requires concentration and chocolate in equal quantities. A couple of weeks ago, I picked up a lovely tray, and have been considering the design of the game board, as well as the pieces to use with it. None of the boards that I make are ever done in a hurry. They reveal themselves to me over a period of time. I love the creative process. I'll lay out  various tiles and pieces on the tray, shift them around periodically, and when the perfect combination is reached, I'll begin making the board.

Braille lessons are coming along. I'm getting good at writing in Braille, still slow at reading it. Hoping my speed will improve, but the arthritis in both hands laughs at the idea. Still, I persist. I've never let anything stop me before. Well, except for driving a car, riding a motorcycle, playing darts, shooting a gun or a bow, etc., that blindness put a halt to. I figure that every thing I've had to give up has another way to do it, like trading a car for an electric tricycle. I just have to figure out what it is.

My Stargazer Lilies are blooming along the front porch. Every time I open the door, the scent wafts into the house. I wish that they were a plant that would bloom continually all Summer. That would be such a lovely thing.

Enough for now...

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