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Surgery Coming Up

Okay, Dr Rodriguez will be using more sophisticated tools than those illustrated above.  It’s all very high-tech, but is my best chance for a complete cure.

We’re still working on scheduling, but procedures are in play now.  While I don’t eagerly await having part of me removed, I know it must be done.

Sylvia and I met with Dr Rodriguez this morning and he did some quick tests and then explained what it was all about.  Here’s a picture of the equipment he’ll use.

While the surgeon is at the controls, I’ll be strapped onto that table under that imposing machinery with all those sharps on the end.  That’s okay . . . they’ll send me away while they are working on my body.  Bye bye prostate.  And hopefully, bye bye cancer.

Special Day

Sylvia and I are celebrating our wedding anniversary today.  We’ll be headed into the city for an evening meal at an Italian restaurant.  Sylvia’s secret friend provided a couple of gift cards, and helped us decide where to go.  The location is less than a mile from where we normally go for those special occasions.

It’s been a busy day for us.  It will be nice to enjoy a relaxing evening away from other distractions.

 

She Scores!

Flashback Friday is hosted by Camille.  (Click on the badge to visit her blog, which is the home of Flashback Friday.

It was our granddaughter’s senior year in high school.  She was co-captain of the water polo team.  (today she is starting her third fourth year in nursing school.)

The pass sends the ball to Briana in the center

Briana rises up and takes the shot.

The ball entered the net in the upper left corner.  Score for the Falcons.

While Briana had plans to continue water polo into her college career, other priorities overrode those plans.  Those priorities revealed the spirit of one who has a heart for serving other more than self.  Little wonder that her family is proud of her.

 

A Lot of Cabbage

And I’m not talking about $$ — the folding green currency you carry in your wallet.  These are real cabbages that Sylvia grew in our garden.

Sylvia shows off her garden treasures in the church kitchen

No trick photography here.  Those three heads weigh in at about 32 pounds.  One is twelve pounds and ten each for the other two.  Yes, they are quite tasty. :food:

We grew potatoes this year.  A double handful of seed potatoes yielded a harvest in excess of 90 pounds of spuds.  Yesterday, I posted pics of three of the odd shaped ones, but most were normal looking taters.

Our pepper harvest has also been phenomenal–both green bell and jalapeño.  The same is true for cucumbers, tomatoes, green beans and egg plants.

One day’s harvest of egg plants

Hats off to neighbor Meghan who supplied the compost that fed our plants this year.

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Why?

Why is the camera not handy when I see something really special?  Take, for instance, the short eared owl I saw in the barn recently.  He was a cute little guy, but very shy.

Then there was the red tailed hawk the sailed across the road in front of my car as I was driving home.  That was a beautiful sight to behold.

With cooler weather moving in, it won’t be long before we’ll see the eagles again.  I’m always pleased to see the bald eagle, but my elusive prize is to capture an image of the golden eagle.  I doubt I’ll ever get a shot of the northern goshawk.  I’ve only seen him twice as he rocketed into the pine trees and disappeared behind their protective cover.

Yesterday, I watched the dove as she carried a piece of something almost as large as she is to the maple tree where she is building a nest.  Do they really do that this time of year?

Phoebe is back and she is actively catching and eating fall insects.  She is a most welcome visitor.

The American gold finch is back.  I saw him visiting the cone flowers yesterday.

Do you have moments like that?  You see an image, but have no way to capture it.  Do you feel frustrated or just glad that you were able to witness it?