Regardless of the situation, no matter how hopeless the outcome may be, I will never quit, and I will never back down. I have become the wolf.

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My orchid garden

In the corner of my kitchen, on top of an old sewing machine cabinet sits my orchid garden.  I love the colors, the beauties and the grace of orchids.  I’ve had one for seven years and it still blooms every one to two years and always different colors pigmentation.  I have many varieties of orchids.  I wish I could show them all, but some are out of bloom while some have set second shoots.

I think I enjoy orchids because they remind me of me.  Delicate looking but really sturdy and hard to kill.  I’ve forgotten to water these things for months and they still survive.  They are so hardy.  I think I’ve only lost one in seven years and that’s because it got dropped and the main stem broke.

So, allow me to show you my orchids.

Irridescent Blue

iridescent Blue

Irridescent Blue

iridescent Blue



Miniature Orchid

Miniature Orchid

Normal and miniature

The difference in size between a "standard" orchid and a "Miniature".

My first orchid. Seven years and still blooming strong.

My only "double" orchid. Beautiful ruffled edges.

Purple veined with a solid purple center. Stunning.


So very tired today, but blessed.

Well, I can tell I’ve had chemo.  I’m exhausted.  I barely lifted my head off the pillow today.  Put a blanket over me, I’m done for the day.  Joe brought me home a case of Ensure, so I’m good for meals for a while.  They don’t taste the “best”, but easy to swallow and they go down quick and easy.

Talked to so many people last night my voice is almost gone.  I’m so very lucky to have so many people who care for me and want to wish me well.

Went to bed last night with the sweetest pictures in my head.  The first is of a lovely little bunny that was in my backyard just before sunset.  It’s unusual to see one so small this late in the year.  I have a feeling there was a hawk circling and momma was getting someone else safe cause this little guy didn’t move for the longest time.  Tried to blend in with the post.

Then,  just when the house was quieting down for the night, the doorbell rings.  The Wesley-Berry guy is here with a marvelous vase of flowers from my niece in California.  She read how I was doing and thought she’d make me cry by sending flowers to congratulate me on my win over cancer again.  Thanks again Sam.  You rock! 

I’m back off to hang with my darlin’ hubby,  my little man Oscar, the big red chair, and the fluffy blue blanket, .  We make quite a fivesome.  I think I need a nap, or a drink.  No probably a nap, after a drink,  That’ll work. 

G-nite all.  Huggs and warm fuzzy thoughts.

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