Held Prisoner

Confined, held captive - that is how it feels when you cannot do anything because of illness. I don't have H1N1, no I simply have a case of pneumonia, but since I have asthma they want me in with little or no contact with the outside world.

I have my son on a dangerous mission - shopping. He understands what is needed and cell phone in hand, he has promised to call if he gets lost or needs directions as to the aisle or the exact item to get.

My husband is doing yard work on an absolutely gorgeous day and I am stuck doing laundry and sitting, reading or doing some of my cross stitch Christmas presents, which need to get done - but I want to be out and about on my own!

So I'm complaining, and trying to be productive - sort of, and praying for a healing (NOW!)

Summer's Fading

Summer's winding down to a beautiful warm end this year. Not hot...not humid, just lovely. We walked our town's avenue and saw young people eating ice cream sharing time with friends and hoping to ward off the school year, or maybe hoping for it to come, who knows.

The end of summer is always nice, but this summer it's especially nice. I've wandered these past few evenings around the yard and the garden among the butterflies and humming birds or sat quietly on our veranda, filled with warm breezes and the sounds that fill all summer days. I just love this time of year!!