Thank you all for your prayers and positive thoughts for my well-being. This cold has been one that just hangs on. This is into the third week, and I still cough on occasion. I am feeling better, but still dragged out. I have had no energy or inclination to do any thing, except what had to be done.
This is the first time I’ve been sick since my DH left this planet. I missed his taking care of me, his telling me I’d be ok. I had a panic attack in the middle of a bad coughing spell last week. I was afraid I was going to crack a rib again from too much coughing and that area was so tender to the touch and hurt when I coughed. I grabbed pillows and went out to the living room and sat in my chair praying, then looked at books in the shelves beside me. I pulled out the little book by Frances J. Roberts, “Come Away My Beloved”. The title of the bit I read was ‘Comfort in Affliction’. It was just meant for me right then. Especially the part I will quote here. The capitalized words were that way in the book, so it really stood out. This book is written as if God is speaking directly to you.
"Hold fast to My hand, and rest in My love, for of this ye may be very certain: My love is unaltered, yea, I have thee in My own INTENSIVE CARE. My concern for thee is deeper now than when things are normal.”
After reading that I calmed down, knowing I am in God’s INTENSIVE CARE. I went back to bed in a much better frame of mind, and have gradually gotten better with each new day. I love it when God lets me know that He is always with me, that He loves me.
The past couple of days I’ve felt so much better that I was outside doing a little weeding, moving potted plants to areas grouped together for easier care and less work for me. Yesterday I even grabbed one of the purple paint samples and painted the shutters on my little shed.
This next 2 photos are of the climbing rose ‘Maman Cochet’.
I love the sunlight hitting the rose petals in this one.
This is a rooted cutting of a rose I had that died. This is ‘Penelope’.
The next two photos are ‘Granada’.
This is ‘Maggie’.
This is Clerodendrum ugandense or blue butterfly bush.
Solanum macranthum or Potato Tree. I love how the colors go from purple to white with shades in between. These have a sweet scent too.
This is a fun flower, Orthosiphon stamineus or Cat’s whiskers
This was taken Easter morning. This is one half of the window I look out to the north, when I wash dishes. It looks into the ‘secret garden’ and beyond.
I did not feel like cooking the lamb on Easter, but did feel like it yesterday and had it for supper last night, and am getting to reheat some for tonight’s supper. It was delicious! I did it in the crockpot this time. I plan to make a cassoulet with some white beans, lamb and kale too in the next day or two. Left overs are great.
We need rain down here. None is in the forecast for weeks, so I’ll be hand watering and using the sprinkler three days a week.
Thanks again for all your kind comments and get well wishes. They and you are much appreciated.
Happy Living Life wherever you are.
Here’s a piece about spring for those of us enjoying this lovely season.
"Now that the winter's gone, the earth hath lost
Her snow-white robes, and now no more the frost
Candies the grass, or casts an icy cream
Upon the silver lake or crystal stream;
But the warm sun thaws the benumbed earth,
And makes it tender; gives a sacred birth
To the dead swallow; wakes in hollow tree
The drowsy cuckoo and the humble-bee.
Now do a choir of chirping minstrels bring
In triumph to the world the youthful spring."
Thomas Carew, The Spring, 1630