Musings on ageing without too much trauma, from the porch of my 120 year old saltbox style house.
Monday, May 13, 2013
Spring cleaning on the porch...
This is exactly what I do not want to do with the rest of my life. Vacuuming on my hands and knees, with a mini- shop vac. Trying to remove dog hair, piles of it, from under my bed, from the corners of the room and from the stairs.
I love my grandchildren,
my three incredible daughters, reading good books, photographic equipment (lenses), photography, cello music. In June my beloved husband died of Pancreatic Cancer. I am bereft.
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