View from the deck
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This was from about a week or two ago. The clouds do that a lot here, mass right outside the McCompound. Sometimes it feels like living on the top of glass mountain in a fairy tale.
It's been an odd week, much of which I can't really talk about. I can tell you I lost a friend this week. Peta Morey died at the ripe old age of 87. I haven't seen her for many years but she was a huge part of my life for over a decade. With the energy she had at 70, I was sure she was going to outlive me. I'm sad that she's gone.
I was going to post an old picture of my Sweet Williams in remembrance, she loved Sweet Williams, but I can't find it so I'm posting this shot of my Christmas cactus, that as you can see survived the transition to the indoors quite well.
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Both of those plants started as single sprigs. One was given to me. One I picked up on the stairs of Thorne's Market years ago. Their abundance of blossoms reminds me of Peta's spirit. Rest in peace, Pete.