photo by Patrick
February 23, 2026
Patrick sent me this today before we lost contact, but I don't know if the photo was taken today. He said the deer had eaten some food but must have found a place to be safe in the blizzard. Meanwhile, he lost his power, etc. so I don't have an update. Just know he ate this morning. If you notice he is holding his front right leg up. I don't know how much weight he can put on it now.
Plow guy came and plowed, but he's unable to shovel. And my back is out, so shoveling is not happening today. In some ways I would even like this winter if I had had just a little bit more at my disposal. It feels right to me, and yes, this is enough, but I actually am not complaining about the weather as much as I am about poverty.
Didn't make it off the porch. Didn't even try to. To tell you the truth I would have stayed in bed and felt sorry for myself if I didn't have my mother's voice still tucked in there somewhere telling me to do the best I could. What I did well today is miss people. I missed a lot of people and not only those that are gone.
I cooked a gorgonzola omelet tonight. Don't bother, bad idea, ends out tasting like soap.
Both of these mobiles are David's. I love how they give my porch color on a snowy day. The bottom one, he took and obviously lives underneath eaves.
Tomorrow is bound to be a better day.
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| mobile and photo by David |



Darling Lindsay, the poetry in motion that is your communication about your life never leaves you. And therefore never leaves us. What kind of internal or external care package can you suggest people send to give you that feeling of having a teddy bear on your insides, smoothing the nervous system? I did find a way to shift the depression and other things in 2022. So if you ever want to hear about that to see if it's an unborn direction for you, let's jump on a call. Hell, call me anyway. Smart women are NEVER boring.
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