September 4, 2001
I managed to hobble around the window boxes trying to dead head the annuals for about 30 minutes today. Didn’t get very far, but I loved being out there. The boxes were dry, but I wasn’t strong enough to manage a hose as well, and Frank has 3,000 extra chores to do in the house [...]
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September 1, 2001
The calendar says September, but it still feels like high summer out in the garden. Lots and lots of yellow flowers in bloom. I’m not able to do anything after my surgery, yet. Really, I can hardly walk unaided. I was feeling quite a bit of post-surgery depression or something, and just walking around with [...]
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