Wednesday, December 1, 2021


After our morning walk, Samson and I may end up checking on our juniper trees. There are two that I like to stop and check on, and, yes, talk to a little, as well. This is the large one that was so badly damaged in our last huge snowstorm, day after Christmas 2019. 

Mark, who is no tree surgeon, did a pretty good job cutting back all the damage and making it look like a giant bonsai tree 

Samson's taking a rest and I take his picture.

I think this picture tells the story of how old this tree must be. 

While it's true photos add on pounds, shadow pictures really pack them on. I, who don't want to lose weight, lost 10 lbs since I last weighed myself. I never weigh myself, so the last time may have been years ago. The reason I did it now was that the lab where I was to have my CT scan asked, so I thought I better give them a true number.

I swear, I was born with long legs. In elementary school, the much shorter than I little boys would tease me mercilessly, calling me, The Nail, Daddy Longlegs, and -- you get the picture. 

After the first four years at our neighborhood school, those who wanted to attend highschool could change schools. I couldn't wait and insisted I HAD to go to an all-girls school. I don't believe they exist any longer, but they did then, so I escaped my suburban tormentors and bullies for a lovely girls school in the city of  Stockholm. 


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