If Doris had rubbed a magic lamp for a tiny wish, this would have been it. We did need more lights and stools. Mostly we needed to get out of our boxed in daily grind. I believe that a day away from intensive exercise was healing spiritually. We ate turkey and melted provolone on grilled panini in the bright IKEA Cafe, and, in addition to three lamps and two stools, Doris selected stuffed toys--broccoli and carrot--for her great niece.
Back home for the next day, Doris was at her buzzing constructive best putting all the pieces together. A wooden stool she'd just constructed graced the coffee table for half a day as an objet d'art. I thought that the two white lamps looked like Pixar figures about to break into song and dance with Doris as choreographer.
On every drive out of our forest we continue to enjoy the changing color palate. Doris reminded me that I haven't been getting acupuncture--healing that calmed and centered me in NM and FL. Here in Durham I've found Fang Cai at Oriental Health Solutions. After Doris changed my oxygen tanks, which run out fast at the rate I'm using it, she snapped a picture of Fang.
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