Master’s
Weekend, 100 Miles from Augusta
Friend Liz left Wednesday back to her winter home in
Scottsdale. Patti appreciated the visits
from Liz and brother Bob so much, but the next few days were worthy of
rest. Many friends and daughter Kiley
make their way to Augusta each April.
Patti and I have been before but this weekend was about getting back to
Athens and Erymwold. As the sun comes
out on all that green, you can hear stuff growing, not all of it what you were
hoping for.
Patti and I arrived Friday mid afternoon and set about
mowing the back lawn and straightening up inside. If your property has over 100 trees and most
are huge, stuff tends to fall from above and litter the ground. I’m not talking just leaves, this time of
year limbs large and small make their way down.
No hill for a climber….
Patti and I went to Sears on Friday late and found the
perfect refrigerator. Surprisingly great
service and it will be delivered on Tuesday.
A nice dinner at a casual Italian place in Athens then home to bed. Patti was feeling almost normal.
Let me go no further without saying that Patti is receiving
at least a half dozen cards daily. She
loves them all and keeps them close.
Thanks everyone for your kind words.
Saturday, Doc Eldridge came out to ‘willingly’ help with
yard work following a fun lunch at our friend Chris Lloyd’s new restaurant in
Five Points in Athens. Good naps and
then dinner with Doc and Sheri at George’s Low Country in town. The day had been warm and sunny. Perfect.
Near midnight, we went out to the pasture with a big spotlight, spooking
the deer resting in the lower pasture.
Six to eight sets of bright eyes
staring back from the blackness.
I guess by now, you can figure that Patti is not a feeble
sick soul. She looks great and naps when
required. Radiation treatment continues
to be routine and the chemo is only a burden due to its scheduling.
Sunday, today, was more yard work and a great visit from my
nephew Mac Hodgson and wife Kathleen.
They traveled from Atlanta to pick up a large mirror from the estate and
to bring us a fabulous bloody mary brunch.
Everything but the plates was in their kit. What a treat.
More naps and back to Atlanta to watch the golf tournament ending. It was Master’s weekend after all. PT checked out early.... the last three days were wonderful, but she knows not to overdo it. This fight is long, but it will be won.
TOM, FOR THOSE OF US WHO ARE FAR FROM INTELLECTUALS LIKE YOU.....THIS HAS NOW BECOME A VERY WONDERFUL BLOG ABOUT TWO WHO LOVE EACH OTHER AND HOW TOGETHER THEY ARE SURVIVING A BATTLE. ONE IN WHICH I'M HELPING TO FIGHT MY OWN WAY,BUT STILL WITH YOU! I AM SO HAPPY AND HAVE CHILL BUMPS FROM THE FARM STORIES. YOU TWO WILL FIND PEACE AND HAPPINESS IN A WAY YOU'VE NEVER KNOWN, I THINK. I LOVE YOU TWO AND AM HANGING ON EVERY WORD. LOVE, OBY
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