Mr. You speaks & I am commanded...
he told me tonight... on the telephone between my bouts of acute hip pain... that he would like to see a photo of the lilly in bloom in the Fish Swimming Pool. Well, the only way we can do it is if I post the darn picture on this blog. All other methods are i-m-p-o-s-s-i-b-l-e, with much thanks to the adaptability of Mr. You to Modern Communication Technology. I suppose I ought to be thankful to his coterie of nurses that he can manage to view things on my blog.
Anyway, guess what I get to do first thing in the morning? Can I at least feed the Dear Fish first? Gads.
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