While out gardening earlier, as in .5 hour ago I say these tiny little crickets - no bigger than my pinkie finger nail...
...I imagine now while in the light of day, "God, what then are the sizes of them that reside within my ears?"
I listened to the song of the Red Winged Black Bird and the coo-coos of dove of various sizes growing inpatient for me to move so they could have some lunch and a sip or three of fresh water. Butterfly's fly about with reckless abandon and there's a spider trying to create a web in this late March Florida Breeze connecting from tree branch to roof top. Have found several caterpillars munching on one of my flowering plants and don't know what to do. What Butterfly would do this to my Milk Weed plants in my Central Park. Which is my garden in the North yard that is in the shape of a giant penis. I did this for them who fly over my property.
My heart thumps in a peculiar way and I feel way out of sorts. I vomited this morning after break fast. Since then I have had a knot in my throat and every time I burp to assist me with this nausea, I taste this mornings meal. Today's vomit did not make me feel better. I suspect it has aided in me feeling a bit worse than before I vomited.
I am sweating and am quite dizzy. Very damned uncomfortable and we are expecting guests later this late afternoon. Oh Boy...
...unless I were to fall or grow more agitated, I will keep our plans. Social gatherings and events are things I hope and pray for. Sometimes even able to plan for...
...as long as The Meniere's Disease minds it's business.
Want to attend to Uncle Chester and Aunt Helen. Our dearest growing yet still tiny lil' Turtle family members...
...love, peace and more peace, me
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