Sunday, November 2, 2014

Notes From The Canyon


The trip down to Los Angeles was awful: many accidents on the freeways, I got our departure time wrong by an hour, hubby mad, no way to get there on time. Fortunately, they squeezed us in and many other late comers as well. Don't know the results of the MRI yet, we probably will not call the oncologist, but wait until we see the liver specialist next week. I can check hubby's bloodtests online. I did, and they all looked very good. Best of all, the tumor markers were well within normal range. Low normal, I hope this means the MRI will show a good result as well. 


Friday, as I was doing laundry in the shed, I heard a horrific noise in the skies above, as if a fleet of about 10 fighter jets were flying low over the canyon, way, way too low.  I went outside and looked and heard another strange noise, but saw nothing. Hubby came outside and wondered too what made that sound. When we heard about the Virgin Galactic Spaceship accident, we found out. So sad.....



Last night it finally rained. I think it was the best rain since this spring and the first since those 10 minutes we got on September 8. I do keep track here on my blog, I have all year. For me a scary place to look, since it documents our drought in black and white. If you are interested, it's down below where I keep all my stuff. I am so happy it's all there and not in my sidebar. 


The leaves on our tree are finally dressing up in autumn colors. 


I have had to rest every day since our trip to L.A. on Wednesday. I've had a lot of pain in both legs, in the front of my thighs, as well as my right hip. It's interesting that even at my age, I sort of have to force myself to rest. Why do we always feel like we have to keep doing something? Women, I mean. The pains are better now, I'm sure I sat in the Jeep too long. Glad once again that I traveled so much when I was young.




I discovered a mystery writer I never heard of before, which made resting in bed just so much more pleasant. I have no idea why I never heard of her before. You may have, but, as much as I read, as much as I love a good, well-written mystery, I never have. Her name is Kathy Reichs. Dr. Reichs is a forensic anthropologist, as is Temperance Brennan, the main character in her books. I found out about her a few weeks ago and I've read four of her books already. What I like about the books, what makes them different from most other mysteries, is that they each provide an interesting learning experience, and not just about bones, but that too. 


Dr. Brennan spends half her time in Montreal, examining bones of murder victims (the TV series Bones was based on these books ~ wish I had known) and getting in trouble too, of course. The rest of her time is spent in North Carolina. I have learned so much about Montreal, the province of Quebec, the City of Quebec, which sounds like a place I wish I had visited in my traveling days. Both Montreal and the City of Quebec sound like wonderful places to visit. I have learned about Acadians living in New Brunswick; I have enjoyed revisiting the islands off the coast of North Carolina, places that are fascinating and so worth while reading about. Dr. Reichs is an excellent writer, her books are always interesting, the mysteries good. I am happy she has by now written many books, so if I slow down, they will last me a while.


How I love a cloudy day!















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