Half A Comfort

A new lightning strike today as AW went down with intestinal flu starting this morning.  The bed was so wet with his perspiration that I had to wash everything, although in stages.  Everything he put in he threw up again.  I know now that everything has to come out.

His back has improved considerably but isn't fully operational yet.  He's been trying to strike a balance between lying down to rest and keeping his muscles from atrophying.  It seems, more than ever, that he's entering a new phase of his life where his body will bother him more than he has been used to so far.

Genealogy research in between attending to him.  It keeps me sane and entertained.

This was shot just as it started to get dark, so around 21.20 to 21.30.  At least I got this mojo back.  And if it's too dark to shoot flowers ... reach for the heavens!