THAT FAT OLE RODENT

Hybrid Daffodil

Punxsutawney Phil, the perennial forecaster of Spring, who I grudgingly renamed the fat ole rodent, may be correct this year. That overweight rat did not even have his eyes open on Groundhog Day, at least the film footage I saw. The sun was shining brightly. Of course, you don't see the sun if your eyes are closed, or do you?


I have daffodils and crocus in full bloom, and other early spring growth pushing their signature leaves or buds through the still untilled earth, including my infamous Naked Ladies. 

Naked Lady Leaves
We thought we dug this clump
of bulbs up 2 years ago.

 

My literary efforts are somewhat limited with the medical appointments I and my husband have had recently. Fortunately, thankfully, his are pretty routine.

Yesterday, his VA male nurse practitioner is going to try to help him get a non-VA certified physician in the same clinic, so he can choose to be treated under private care locally, or, if  required,  in the VA system which means a trip to Little Rock. So one hurdle for him has been completed, we hope.



Nandina Bush
This bush never made up
its mind this past year
when it was supposed to
be green or red,  so it
has been both all winter
to date.

 Today I have an appearance on a local independent TV Channel along with one of my co-chairs to promote the expansion of calling area for our independent TeleCare organization. I will let you know when I get an Oscar, Grammy, whatever--HA! HA!


I WOWed  the local medical personnel this morning when I appeared well dressed (like for Sunday services) for the above appearance, but needed my allergy shot. I usually go the 4 blocks to the medical building in my scroungy tee shirts and baggy pants.


Tomorrow is THE DAY I have an appointment at the Cardiology Clinic. If I cannot get an appointment set for the ablation procedure, I will be looking another direction.


Nandina Berries
These berries appeared in late
Autumn and are still here
although a few are now
 shedding.

 This a.m. I talked to my half-sister who offered to help me access Baylor Heart Institute in Dallas. [My half-sister, half-brother and probably my recently deceased other half brother have atrial fibrillation, abbreviated A-Fib.

We would have some of my kin that would help my husband and he gets along well with them.


Either option, we have a sister who is willing to help my husband and I get through this event, which is scary, but not a major crisis, at least not at the moment.


Field Daffodils, Wildflowers, Weeds
These flowers do not seem to be very
particular about growing in a bed of
discarded cigarette butts.

 Is it not great to have sisters like this, neither of which live near us?

Our parents and, perhaps, grandparents are counted on as long as we have them. 


Do you have a sister, brother, aunt, uncle, friend, or someone who you especially depend on to "come to rescue" if needed?


Field Daffodils
These Daffodils are growing among
a row of burnt Yuccas which are also
regenerating new growth.