It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.... As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye... ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn. ~Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow"
Friday, October 15, 2010
Trials for the Prospector's Mom
Last week she fell in her living room and broke her shoulder and her hip. She had surgery to repair her hip. This is a very serious operation for a lady her age. Her shoulder will heal by itself because the breaks are hairline fractures and can't be set.
This has been a very difficult time for her and for her children, but I believe that she will recover because she has the determination of a draft horse in a snow storm and has never let anything get her down.
Please wish her well and send good thoughts her way. She has always been so good to me and I love her a lot.