It is a beautiful Sunday afternoon. It is very quiet now as the grandchildren have all left and Hubby is working back at the farm. I like being alone as long as I know it is not permanent. I have not done much other than a little laundry and the always unpleasant task of mopping the floors.
Again, I apologize for the picture quality. I am reluctant to invest in a good camera or even to invest in the time needed to upgrade my iPhone. And yes, Elizabeth, I will get around to it eventually.
I wanted you to see and hear the wind blowing in the pine trees. It seems so pleasant to me - just a soft, gentle breeze making a quiet whisper through the trees. There is a pretty cardinal up there but it did not photograph well.
Then.....do you notice the picture has a slight jerking motion to it? That is my hand tremor. It is a family thing that is not much more than a nuisance.
But now, my eyelid has started twitching. So, like I know you all do as well, I punch in hand tremor and eye twitching to get my computer generated diagnosis. It came back with Schizophrenia and an advertisement for Prozac. I wonder what I would get if I added in ears ringing?
Someone in the family went to see Dr. Lane (you remember, he is the "Looking For A Husband Diet" doctor) and after proceeding to tell him what she had, he bluntly asked, "Now do you want to hear my diagnosis?"