BEAUTIFUL + Post Script

Sunlight

March 28th

 Feeling somewhat better today. The rash is almost gone.  My angel yogi friend, Joanne, delivered groceries this morning and gave me the best ever hug. Hugs heal.

(Smiling on the inside)

Wisdom
March 29th

https://youtu.be/ezaBqCf0hv0
If the owl stands for wisdom
what does the Senate of the United States stand for
having just voted by a small margin that climate change
is not the fault of humans.  Was that wise?

When the screech owl screes
what does the rodent populace underground know?
To burrow deeper, to count it's blessings, prepare to die.
 I have similar wisdom in these matters.

What matters then on this night,
that we be wrong or right in our endless calculus?
Perhaps the Western owl knows what the East does not.
I have no definitive answer, but to listen closely.

Humor

March 30th

"All those who believe in psychokinesis, raise my hand."
-Stephen Wright-

"What does a dyslexic, agnostic, insomniac spend most of her time doing? Staying up all night wondering if there really is a dog."

-not attributed-

"Buzz and the Dandelion"
(from Wendy Golden levitt)

https://youtu.be/wU4DgHHwVCc

Encouragement
I open my eyes to bright blue skies

Preview
March 31st

Tomorrow is my clinic visit and tests, fortunately I will be accompanied to and from it by taxi cab with my dear and compassionate friend 'Archangel' Michael.
 ~*~
Update
Miserable day Friday for travel to the clinic but my dear friend used an application on his smart phone to get us a cab ! The usual forty minute wait to be seen and, after blood pressure and weight measurements, the cursory run through of questions and answers while the poor MD types into her computer forms, then a blood screen down the hall done by an excellent nurse, and we were off by 5Pm and home in a cab by 6 to share broth and conversation for a few hours. I will hear about the results in three weeks at a follow up visit unless I get a call that the doctor was alarmed about anything in particular.  I also got a referral to a clinic near home for an evaluation of my leg aches.  Today my yogi angel will visit around 4 with a few food items.  

ARCHANGEL AFTERNOON

I descended into the subway for the train uptown.
A bald-shaved burly man covered with tattoos was pushing a high tech baby carriage, his wife beaming nearby as I asked permission to photograph his legs.

He seemed pleased too.

When you depart the train at 103rd Street, walk West a few blocks, and there is an old stone overpass for the Metro North line which you must go through.  Emerging from that, if you look back and up, birds and trees live in that wall.

Archangel brought a swell and generous picnic.  We met to eat on the front patio of the Museum of NY where there are tables and chairs, and a choice of sun or shade.  Later, in a brief visit inside, I asked this man if I could get a shot of the back and front of his t-shirt.  He too was pleased, as was his wife.

I was disappointed that the message on the front included an advertisement.

On to the Conservatory Garden across the street.

Next to the entrance gates.

Looking down over the Roman garden from the high Wisteria portico.  Later there will be a fountain rising two stories up from the center of that circle, and many shrubs and perennials will be in bloom in between and all around.  It's just begun.

Looking up through the iron framework to the newly pruned vines, and remembering when the lavendar blossoms blotted out the sky.  That will happen again little by little.

These are ancient vines.

Ah, the crab apple trees will bloom and fruit again,  There are two of these alleys flanking the Roman Lawn on either side.

The English garden

Dogwood bloom

Dogwood branch

Archangel and I took simultaneous portraits of each other.

blue Scylla

A sudden change in weather.

Archangel headed home.
I wandered further uptown.

Music for days end.

Took a slow bus home.