Slack tide is the time when the tide is not going out nor coming in. When it stops. It doesn’t mean the water is quiet because there is still wind and weather. But sometimes it is quiet, as if the ocean is holding its breath.
I have had some unexpected things the last two weeks. A friend whose cancer has escalated and I’ve been taking her to appointments and to the store. Home health is now helping and I am very glad. Two others need some help as well.
But I am still going to some live music and enjoying it very much. I took photographs of the Wild Rose Chorale downtown and gave them copies. They are using them on Facebook and have a concert tonight. If nothing else comes up, I will go.
I am within 7 questions of finishing my three years of CME for the American Board of Family Medicine. I did most of the three years this year, because I was too sick from Covid the first year and had trouble caring the second. Now I am catching up and hope to finish today.
The job hunt is ongoing. Part time is unpopular with clinics. I understand that, but after four pneumonias resulting in not too horrible chronic fatigue, I can’t do full time. Something will turn up.
Life is complicated and beautiful, isn’t it? The photograph is the city tree downtown, ready for lighting a week ago.
This is a bonsai, a fig tree. BUT this season, it is sporting two pears. And a partridge. And two doves? And some other birds? How surprising! Surprising pears and a surprising garden!
The cats differ on when they want to go outside with harness and leash. Elwha would prefer 5 am, dark, because there are a lot less cars and it’s less scary. Garbage and recycling trucks are the worst. Sol Duc wants to wait until it is light so she can continue her careful study of bird habits and plan how to catch one. Elwha will bug me in the morning by about 5, while Sol Duc will refuse to come allow her harness to be put on. I add a headlamp around Elwha’s body, clipped to the harness. Sol Duc gets a small LED flashlight that hangs off her harness. Today they both went out early and wanted back in pretty quickly. I may take them out again later.
This is from yesterday, when Sol Duc went out after the sun rose.
Discover and re-discover Mexicoβs cuisine, culture and history through the recipes, backyard stories and other interesting findings of an expatriate in Canada
Engaging in some lyrical athletics whilst painting pictures with words and pounding the pavement. I run; blog; write poetry; chase after my kids & drink coffee.
Refugees welcome - FlΓΌchtlinge willkommen I am teaching German to refugees. Ich unterrichte geflΓΌchtete Menschen in der deutschen Sprache. I am writing this blog in English and German because my friends speak English and German. Ich schreibe auf Deutsch und Englisch, weil meine Freunde Deutsch und Englisch sprechen.
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