Nope, failed to rise for the birthday event, though the children and one grandchild (bless her!) called or wrote. More rain, deep grey skies. The back yard is desperately soggy. Such that one can imagine whoever in the state supervises wetlands would soon be coming around for a supervisory look-see, not to mention the strong possibility of flocks of mallards moving in to glide about on the little pools, becoming resident wild livestock.
But, today we are going up to Vancouver to see how it is faring, which may be rising to the occasion but just a day late.
And for the birthday? Well, here is what I made new for the world in my 74th year. Not bad for a year with other calls on my time as well. That's what you get when you live in a tiny townlet, I think: lots of time to use as you want.
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