Yesterday, I saw my father's mother. She spent most of the visit complaining to my father about the "three bitches" (her daughters) who put her in the home. She can't walk, and she has a problem using her hands now caused by carpal tunnel, so she is absolutely where she needs to be. At 94, she is still pretty sharp (her memory has those blank spots and stubborn revisions). These two fiesty old broads are demonstrating that old age isn't for sissies!
In the afternoon, I helped my mother watch the twins so my sister could take a nap. You know she needed that! So there wasn't enough time to show you what I've been up to.
I've been working on Bent Creek's Lighthouse (1998). I still love it!