Feb 26, 2010 by Naomi.

The rain gently fell. Clouds deep gray looking for all the world settling in for the day. I reflected from a comfortable chair in my sunroom, certainly a misnomer on this day for lack of sun but I was looking forward to coffee and a tasty breakfast. Despite the clouds the day would be rosy or so I thought and I readily welcomed the day. The feeling that settled in my gut shortly thereafter was most unwelcome. The pain nearly brought me to my knees. Luckily I was at the sink and rested my head until the feeling passed. What was most unusual was the nausea that followed. Liquid poured into my mouth from my glands. No bile. I felt really sick. Breathe deeply. Relax. Mounted birds in my car must be returned to the refuge. The birds were a display I took to the Jason Lee Elementary school in Richland as part of their Science Extravaganza. The school is a few blocks across town from where I live and because it was after eight in the evening and raining I parked at home for the night. But I could not leave the birds in my car all day so settle down, dear stomach, I have a mission to accomplish. I was able to dress and return the valuable items to the education building where they belong. The trip is only thirty miles but I held a plastic barf bag handy just in case. I undressed, took pink medicine and crawled into bed where my system managed to recover during a two hour nap. I was weary and laid back in my easy chair. My entire body felt as though pressed into the chair by enormous weights. Hours later I am beginning to feel normal. That was an experience I would prefer not to have again.

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Feb 26, 2010 by Naomi.

That is all I can say about the past twenty four hours. I registered at Columbia Basin College (CBC) and paid a student fee which gives me access to the college library and counseling. I spent some time with the counselor to explore courses and goals. She suggested that I go for sociology and psychology books before I invest in classes. That pleased me no end because I am not much of a student. I got five related books in my public library and find them extremely interesting. Later from suggestions received at the refuge I began to reorganize my McNary website. The sun has been bright and lured me into my back porch. I looked with envy at the wide window I brought years ago from the old Ed Center building and thought of my handyman Douglas do-right. Within fifteen minutes of my call he arrived to begin the installation. It is secured in place and tomorrow he will finish the caulking and trim. I tossed the carpet therefore I must shop for a new piece. There is just end to the work I create for myself.

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Feb 26, 2010 by Naomi.

What a pleasure and yes a comfort to sit in my sunroom, a.k.a back porch, on such a bright sunny day. Not that I do not enjoy the scene under any distribution of those coagulated puffs of water vapor from the same vantage point. After having my handyman install a large used window in the solid wall of my back porch I exiled the carpet so heavily laden with fine grains of desert soil to the garbage bin and sent it off to enrich the city’s landfill. A full ninety degrees of my backyard now comes into view. The conifer trees are delightfully green all year around. The flowering shrubs enliven the scene with colorful stems, buds, and blossoms according to the season. A limited area immediately in front of my new vision is unfortunately void of flora. Well except for grass, a boring lawn cover which also unfortunately requires taming, actually cutting off literally below the knees, to remove cover for encroaching felines that wish to settle in and prey upon unsuspecting songbirds. Besides I dislike tall green little blades tickling my knees whenever I choose to sojourn in the backyard. Would colorful plants enliven the view? My creative vision conjured flowers of many colors like those of Joseph’s biblical coat. What a wonderful idea! Except I haven’t the power to make them magically appear. Off to the plant nursery. Whoops. Those plants are in pots no less. Can they be left on the back porch? If so they would not survive. Well then, I have given myself a physical task to be performed before I can sit down and perform the mental appreciation of my vision. No matter how lovely the thoughts, real life just isn’t simple.

window, handyman, sun-room, grass, vision, clouds, dreams,

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