Garage sunflowers, a snooze of a walk, and a plan for tomorrow.

That fat faced one towers over our heads!

Daughter in law gave Dennis sunflower seeds for Christmas. In the spring he babied the starts and had two trays full of sprouts. Some are still trying to be sunflowers but these are the only successful ones at the moment. The birds are happy about them- one has already turned seedy, leaving  potential babies  on  the ground . They will not germinate though - rabbits and squirrels and Blue Jays won't allow seeds to be left on the fertile soil. They eat every single one.

I went for a little walk through the neighborhood just now  to see if it is still my favorite. There are a few changes that are not the best- Gardens being removed- if you can believe that-  houses being built, houses for sale, new families moving in with dogs who don't know me.   Bark-barkitty-bark.

The mini orchard has become a mini park,  sit on the bench  in the shade in the way back, and contemplate change, I suppose. My favorite shed/cabin has fallen down and  been  removed entirely.  All of my friends have moved away, evening strolls are not neighborly events anymore. 

Blackberries in the alleys  are not great this year either. They are confused like the tomatoes. Weird weather disrupted their  usual growth- they are pouting.

They also are not as abundant as  past summers. Get used to unpredictability , I guess that is our new mission for success of the species.   Adapt, quickly.

The baby madrone tree is still there , doing just fine , as well as the Spanish fir tree that lives beside it.  I always stop by to appreciate them. Cute trees. The Spanish fir looks like it might stab you but its leaves are not as aggressive as they look , they are rounded and soft.

Not an inspiring  walk, I must say. Plus , since I have not been doing much but playing with glitter and sitting around  in a large way, my legs forgot how to walk. I lurch. My feet get in the way, I stumble. Pathetic.  No excuse other than being a spoiled lazy brat. I am  getting so good at it, I am killing myself being   lazy. 

 * Snap out of it* Or die!

Daisy  still  hanging out with her dead friends.  They have an afterlife pact, she claims. They are all in agreement- one for all and all for one sort of deal. Daisy needs to catch up.

Tomorrow evening I will go sleep in  the weirdo  clinic, finally might  get a grip on sleep apnea and probably get a nose air  machine. 

I don't think it will be my favorite sleep over ever-

There is a room, nice bed and a  huge honking camera overhead that bloody watches you sleep and if that is not creepy enough - this:

I may need an entire bottle of melatonin . This sounds more  like a sleep challenge, not very comfy !

 Anyway , glad to get in before September which was the date set when  I first requested a study back in winter time.  Anything medical is difficult these days. Too many people requiring services. Unless you are bleeding to death, you can take a back seat and wait till the cows come home.  Another "change" that is unacceptable and it has nothing to do with climate  or  common sense- everything to do with the dollar- Insurance BS - makes for cranky patients. 

Glad to get this taken care of. Hope I can sleep , and show off how well I can rattle the windows with  snores and gasps! They may be so impressed they will start a you tube channel of Linda Sue and her amazing snores. Stay tuned!