Good morning, friends. Today is unexpectedly chilly for May. I woke up early, let the dogs out, and thought about heading to Home Depot to pick up more creeping thyme for the garden. In the past, Tim and I would eagerly rise early in spring for our plant shopping trips. Going alone just doesn’t feel the same. I finally got out of bed around 10:00, fed the dogs, and gave Lucy her medicine. Thankfully, she’s responding well to the phenobarbital, which is a relief because the CBD we initially tried wasn’t effective in controlling her seizures. Surprisingly, her bloodwork came back normal, so her vet thinks her age might be the underlying cause of her seizures.
It’s supposed to warm up later, but as of 11:45, it’s only 39 degrees. I’m planning to open the greenhouse soon and then head to Home Depot for the creeping thyme. One of my spring goals is to get it planted, so I can walk barefoot in the garden without the discomfort of stepping on pebbles.
Reflecting on memories, today marks a decade since Tim and I built an herb nautilus over an old stump, and it also reminds me of when I had to leave for Louisiana shortly after because I was caring for my parents.