OK, I sit on an overlook, looking back down into the valley that has been causing me so much grief. It has just rained a little. Chicken is on cooking for homemade chicken soup. I’m still coughing.
I can get t.v. here…. 52 channels, but only sporadic internet. That will make laying in bed resting easier.
Soups on….
Spotty National Access internet… but I’m trying to get my blog caught up. Nothing more on the schedule but to sit right here and rest/sleep/eat.