Though April showers may come my way, they bring the flowers that bloom in May...

Today, Papa and I kept waiting for the heavens to open up and pour rain...didn't happen; it only spritzed all day. I think that may be the best kind of rain, though - a slow gentle misting. We had a really good day again today. I will say that he was awake a few times last night, since he went to bed so early yesterday. Today, he asked Sherry, his nurse, if she thought he was sleeping too much, as he cut his eyes at me. Thank goodness she told him that it was not a good idea to go to bed really early because it meant that the effects of his sleeping meds would cease before time for him to arise. Same thing I told him...but as long as he listens to someone, that is what counts.

He is getting comfortable getting out of his bed and his chair into the wheelchair, which indicates to me that he is getting a little stronger. His mind is pretty good and he is again enjoying the newspaper. He still has an occasional challenge verbalising his thoughts, which is frustrating to him, but then I have that challenge sometimes and I am not 90.

We have discovered a great use for some of the "hundreds" of tee shirts that Larry has accumulated over the last 17 years. We split them up the back to within 3 inches of the neck and they make perfect shirts for him to wear. They are easily put on and taken off and are soft and comfortable - much better than those awful hospital gowns that leave you feeling a bit naked. I guess necessity is the mother of invention.

Our weather is getting warmer and warmer. It is truly Inlet weather; however, I do not think we will make it over there this year. The move would be just too complicated. Therefore, our summer will be very different this year. No ocean breezes, no pluff mud, no Great Blue herons and other sea birds. We will all miss it, I am sure. But that doesn't mean we aren't welcoming of visitors...especially visitors who can look after themselves. So, to quote Ellie Mae, "Y'all come, you heah?"