This morning began with me in a funk. It's raining. The pool is cold. I have cancer. What I thought would be a good week, my extra week before the last chemotherapy treatment, has been a continuation of exhaustion. I don't feel as though I am weak, but I have little energy or stamina. Even my mind seems clouded. I'm not blue. But I felt as gray as the day.
Judy had gone out in the yard with an umbrella and came back saying, "Get your camera and come with me!" I grumbled, picked it up, put on my garden clogs, and let her lead me to what she wanted to share. She was right, (again). I needed to be outside with open eyes. I took 125 photos in my wet backyard. And the funk was chased away.
So here is one sight that caught our shared attention.