We are not at the farm this week-end, so I have internet access. The animals are back on the ark as it is a toadstrangler out there now. The grass is so high in my backyard, that I could make hay. Candy, SO and I are going to load up (maybe Bingo too) and head south on I95. My former mother in law is in the hospital for excessive alcohol consumption. I have mixed feelings about going to see her. I understand that we are not the people she wants to see most. She pines for her two sons who have been gone from her life too long. I also know that she will be happy to see Candy. Ferb is working today. We have a cheerful potted Gerber daisy to give her. So we will bring her an ounce of joy, but once we leave her room, her despondency will return. She has always lived her life this way. I remember my late husband believing that she would be overjoyed at having grandchildren. She was, but it didn't change her underlying view of life being miserable. Resisting the vortex of negativity is taxing. I cannot leave off this post on that dreadful note, so I will tell you that yesterday evening my neighbors with two little girls were outside. I was able to hold the baby, she must be about 5 months now, for a long time. The other girl is 2 and quite chatty. She talked to me about using the potty, digging up dirt, and my cat. She found a tiny little rose in my garden, so I cut it for her to take into her house. She was very excited about it. I think that's one of the most wondrous things about small children: their intense appreciation for the simplest things in nature like rocks, sticks and flowers. Have a two year old type of day.