My back pain has gone from a 9 or 10 to a 6 or 7; good progress in a week, if a little too slow to let me sleep much. I plan to return to my regular bed tonight; I couldn’t do it three nights ago.  I don’t know if it will work tonight.

I am learning to grit my teeth.

I’m still dizzy and light-headed when I stand up, but that also is getting better. I’m driving and walking around some, but staying out of the scorching sun makes my brain spin.

My wheelbarrow registers the amount of rain we got last night. I empty it every morning. The mosquitoes are having a world series here now.

This has been another learning curve for Maria and me. My diabetes numbers are down to average, and very regular blood sugar numbers for the first time since COVID-19 upset them some months ago.

I’m finally learning how to eat well – at least for the moment –  and what my body needs to be healthy. It’s confusing, and the information I depend on changes constantly. Even the doctors are confused.

I’m taking responsibility for this myself and making a lot of progress.

I’m also losing weight and gaining energy, although not much this week. I’m planning another quiet weekend of rest. And then back to normal next week unless my head is still acting funny, which is possible. I’ll be good and careful.

Climate change can be ugly, but it can also be beautiful. My Lisianthus was bombarded with wonder; it is fighting back.

We had a wicked storm last night, destroying many of my flowers.

A lot remain healthy.

I need to make this brief because I’ve been warned to rest my eyes and because another storm is coming and turning the skies black.

I have to prepare.

Hopefully, the blog will be up and running (I need to shut it down for now), and we’ll meet again in the morning. I wish safety, peace, love, and compassion to you all.

And, oh yes, some gentle warmth.

G’night, as the Australians say, and wish me well. This could be a night of sleep at last.

Lulu’s eyes capture the most wisdom I ever seen in an animal.

I’ve become a cloud reader and lover lately; the clouds tell me another storm is coming, and they are right. It’s here. See you tomorrow.