This afternoon I’m driving Pat to Melbourne and tomorrow morning we are to be at the Northern Hospital at 7am where she is to have an operation. She has a couple of small lumps on her ovaries. ¬¨‚Ä†Things sound pretty good but after having breast cancer you never know what is around the corner. I thought I was pretty relaxed about it all but underneath I think I was more stressed than I let on.
I’m writing this looking out into the garden which at this time of the year (spring in the southern hemisphere) is green with the red,¬¨‚Ä† pink and white camellias swaying and parrots nibbling the wisteria flowers. Maybe you can eat wisteria flowers as you can with nasturtiums. I think retirement is looking good.