A CATNAP, PLANTS , AND MOLLY TALKS!
1.Church today was so grand, that by the time it was over, I was all worn out.Eyes at half-mast, I shut everything down,and fell into bed. I slept so deeply, I know I had dreams, but I don't recall any of them.But, I woke refreshed, and didn't miss a thing. Very beautiful.
2.About a month ago, some friends brought me an armfull of potted plants that had been neglected to the point that they looked dead. A dumb-cane, laying over on it's side, and weepy,a large pot full of Philadendrum,brown and crispy, and an elegant glass container with marbles in it, dry as a bone, out of which straggled some unrecognizable green stalk of something,with one leaf on it. These need you to save them, mom! Is what I was told.I just looked at them, shook my head, and watered everybody,cleaned them up as well as I could, and did a few other restorative things.Frankly,I didn't hold out much hope for the recovery of any of them. Well, we unched them along, propping up the dumb-cane, monitoring the response to light, watering every day, and keeping the cat from drinking the water out of the elegant glass thing, and I am happy to announce that all have survived,and in fact, are thriving!
3.I heard a Yewol from my bedroom, and hurried to the doorway, only to see Molly, in her accustomed place,at the foot of my nice warm waterbed. I asked her what was wrong. She looked me squarely in the face, lifted a hind leg, and gently scratched at her ear, and then shook her head, and went on to tell me a most pathetic story.She went on and on about it as she followed me out of the bedroom,and fell sideways in front of me as I tried to go back to my desk.Her ear itched, that much was clear,so when she got up on the chair next to mine, I gently took ahold of the base of her little black ear,and pinched it together several times,with the tenderest touch I possess.Under my ministrations, those golden eyes fell shut,and she thanked me,softly, and went to sleep right there,purring.
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