Quiet Day
Sunday September 4, 2005
I actually slept laying down last night and made it through the night again.
I wish it was reflected in the sensation of my hands though. My exercises
went well. But that was the most active thing I have done all day. I have
done email, surfed the web, etc. Faol called and we spoke for a short time.
He has spent the weekend getting sod, more compost, railroad ties, etc., digging,
loading his truck, unloading the truck, carrying the sod, spreading the compost,
digging out clay and replacing it with compost and sod. He told me that Joyful
heard him moaning and went up to roll him out of bed. He was entangled in
the blankets and couldn’t use his arms to get out. Poor baby! We didn’t
talk long though because he had to dash out to Home Depot and get more retaining
stones for one section of the front yard. Good thing that tomorrow is a holiday
for him. Maybe he will be able to get some rest.
Copyright © 2005 Kyril Oakwind