My little pine is doing well though it lives between a rock and a hard place.
Willie and I went to my granddaughter (Ali) and her husband's, they have a big ol farm house in Marymine's compound, for Thanksgiving. Tyler deep fried the turkey, and Ali made all the rest of the food goodness, with a little help from me. Marymine flew back home from a short vacation trip to New Or-lins just in time to sit down with Ali, Tyler, Cody, Lauren, Colt, and I. It was a good day full of good food, great love, hugs, dogs, pistol shoot'n, & much laughter.
|Ali disking rice stubble|
My arm is mostly healed up, with all the appropriate ugly scars from the Angel debacle. Strength & range of motion are daily getting better. The horrible side effects of the high powered antibiotics have been treated and are mostly gone. I still get tired easily, and naps have been more frequent than I would wish.
A young local couple toured the house the other day, and they liked it, so their current house goes on the market today. They have an old Victorian the husband did a beautiful complete remodel on. While he was here he kept saying, "I love your house, it's open, airy, has big rooms, big skylights, lots of storage & a shop!" His wife, little girl, and (possibly more importantly) his mother-in-law loved it, too. Keeping my fingers crossed.