At Shanna's wedding, as part of the favor bags, we gave out wild flower seeds-unspecified mix. This pink poppy is from that along with my mystery cosmos.
As Steve and I had Oliver at the local park on the swings, Marilyn , the lady who was diagnosed with the same relatively rare cancer as I in the same week, walked through. She finished treatment 10 days before me but thinks I have more hair. But mine sticks up, even without the gel instead of lying flat as her does. Oliver enjoyed our park while his mom got some much needed rest. Still trying to plan how to handle the new birth. Ideally Ramy and I will be cheering her on in the labor room while Steve watches Oliver. Clairvoyance would be useful. The official date is 9-11 but she went 2 weeks early last time.
I still don't have alot of energy. Maybe I have some low-grade fever. I did run later in the day but it was an effort to keep going and I went to sleep not long after I finished. And tomorrow, summer actually will come with temps near 90. Not good for this runner.