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Two gifts from mom

Mom died in 2015. Right before she died she said, "you're looking after me since I became

weaker and when I die I'll look after you". 

Lately the Parkinson's symptoms hit me while I'm grocery shopping or walking to

my car. I honestly feel I cannot take another step, even with my cane.

On Tuesday I sorted a box of her letters and memories.

In an envelope was a 100 dollar bill. Along with some

money dad had given me, I had 300 dollars.

So I ordered this spiffy rollator so I can get around more easily.

The price tag= 300 dollars!

Thanks, folks. 

The second present in the box was a tiny empty bottle.

When I opened it the fragrance of mom's perfume jumped out.

It was like a hug and now rests in my jewel box.

It was the best of all presents.

The real cause of Opie's very sick day last week

The truth came out last night about what happened to Opie last week.

There are no photos to this gruesome act.

Last night caught him murdering a cardinal newly hatched.

He's in a harness and has supervision in the yard until the babies can fly.

Opie

Our companion for 14 years is at the end stages of heart disease.

He's not eating or drinking this morning. We're keeping a quiet house

and a compassionate eye on our little dog.

Bear Season

Not all who live in the country are cuddly,  but most would rather keep

their distance from us. I've seen a young male bear looking for

his own turf (mom kicks them out at about 2 years old) checking out

our road and driveway. I think he decided to head out further. 

But there are lots of invisible creature neighbors out her.

Tooth and Claw

Finishing this last night I realized every animal had claws and

a strong defense. I even added another bear in this photo.

I feel protective of our home and family lately.

Maybe a skunk, snapping turtle, badger and bear will help.

Symbols inside us

 About 10 years ago I made the little cloth in the foreground.

The recent painting on the right has the same shorthand tree.

Just found the cloth yesterday.

Somewhere in my mind lives a tree file.