Dreaming of days of plenty

The garden may be covered in snow, but I can still dream of those wonderful summer days of last year.  Warm days and a garden yielding a bumper crop of good eats.

Thanks  to Lin for the comment on last Friday’s post.  She told how after her foot surgery the doctor had suggested she purchase two pair of inexpensive athletic shoes–one in her regular size the other a size or two larger.  I thought about that overnight on Sunday and this morning I drove to Walmart and bought two pair of shoes.  For now the larger one goes on the right foot and the smaller on the left.  After the next foot surgery, the unmatched sizes will be reversed with the large shoe on the left.  I like that I’ll be able to use all four shoes–eventually. 😀  Isn’t that a great idea?

Maggie relaxing on her bed.

It is with sorrow that I pass on last week’s report from Shark of My Quality Day that her dog, Maggie has passed.  Shark and Maggie were visitors here at the home of Secondary Rds in early December.  Maggie was a sweetheart and a lady.  I’m glad that I had the chance to meet her.

Finally, here is a poetic rerun for my cousin, Beverly, who missed it the first time around.  Do you remember this bit of fun?

Don’t Wok On My Kitty

 

Don’t wok on my kitty,
Please don’t wok on my cat.
I love my furry feline friend,
I’m here to tell you that.

I do not want her baked or broiled,
Nor cooked up in stir fry.
And if you wok my kitty,
You know I’ll surely cry.

You may have exotic tastes,
And go for things like that.
But don’t wok on my kitty,
Please don’t wok on my cat.

Have a good week and keep looking for Spring.  I’m sure that it’s coming soon.  Isn’t it?  Please!