"Come Look, Mom!"

Louisa May loves keeping an eye on the birds that flit in and out of the lilac bush behind the porch and sometimes gives a "meow" when something truly of note is happening, checking to see if I am coming quickly enough.  Even on dreary, drizzly days like today, there is always something to see.  We've been spending a lot of time on the porch, Lulu snooping and me reading.  My coughing isn't so horrible now but I still feel weak as a lamb.  Time, it will just take time.