Saturday
Dear Elsie
Today was the day you & I had a chat. You told me that Daskat had to be put down. 😥 He was about 17, blind in one eye, deaf and seemed in pain. It was a very sad day yesterday because of it. Your Dad sent your Mom a photo of Daskat when he was a kitten in 2007. Maybe there will be a Daskat 2. One of the things you really wanted to show me was your toes. Nora ran over your toes on a bicycle and you needed plasters. I understand why. That looks sore!
While I was chatting to you, you could also see me sorting out the puzzle pieces at my puzzle station. It’s the camping table and it’s right next to my desk so very convenient. The puzzle I’m now doing is of 32 doors of which, by the time I took this photo, I had done 9. I started with all the blue ones.
Now I’ve done a few more, but I am quickly realising the doors are by far the easiest part and it is going to be all the brickwork surrounding the doors is going to be the tricky (and time consuming) bits.
We had a good swim this morning on another perfect summer’s day – water must have been 20C or higher.
Saturday’s are a good day off.
Psalm 22:24
For He has not despised or scorned the suffering of the afflicted one; He has not hidden His face from him but has listened to his cry for help.
It’s not about now – we are only passing through.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Gran xx