The morning post
brought my birthday card from Mum,emblazoned on the front of the card
was a huge 60....yes folks I am now officially old! I called to let
her know that her card had arrived and was rewarded with the news
that her cancer scare seems to be over,Oh God I do hope so.
We talked for ages and
afterwards I cried like a child for some time,then I went in to the
garden rejoicing to finish the work on the walled garden.
Of course I did not
finish as I kept flying off at a tangent on other jobs in other parts
of the garden (there is so much to do) but by the time I had finished
for the day it was looking splendid and some of the tubs were ready
for sowing.
I find that I do not
mind at all being sixty years old ,apart from the arthritis I do not
feel my age and besides I feel that have earned my grey hair and
wrinkles, they are badges of honour won on the battlefield of life
and I bear them with pride.
The whole day has been
coloured by the news from home and I cannot express the relief that I
feel ,the past weeks have dragged on and on with tests then
results then more tests. I wish with all my heart that I could visit
home but it's no use wishing for the impossible so I am thankful for
mercies received.
The evening sun is
slanting across the orchard as I write casting long shadows while at
the same time illuminating a dancing column of gnats as they spiral
upwards in their courtship dance
My son is talking on
the telephone to a friend who is visiting us tomorrow hopefully for
breakfast,after which they are heading into town.
Everywhere the vivid
green of new leaves can be seen and in the field opposite a belt of
cowslips is in full flower........I think that spring must have
arrived at last.
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