Does it help you feel better that this is just what we do when we're in love?

[sovay]

The weeping cherry was beginning to approach Melvillean dimensions in my inability to photograph it in good light, so this afternoon before my phone appointment I ran out with spatch and my camera, determined to give it one last try before impermanence caught up with either of us. Fortunately, since neither the tree nor I were in a novel by Melville (or Miéville), it worked out.



Thar she blows!



The blossoms are reaching the end of their operational life, but they still pour down beautifully from the sky.



We're not actually sure of the species of tree flowering just within the fence of the now-shuttered playground on our street—they're the right white cloud for Bradford pears, but they don't smell weird enough. I never remember that the little semicircle of park benches at the entrance to the playground is technically named Vincent Brogna Square. All these odd little memorial corners of the city.



Spotted in a neighbor's yard: Audrey Tulip.



Spotted on the dining room table: Autolycus Valentine.

Rob meticulously documented the making of last night's lemon cake. I am especially pleased with the action shots. I am still running a low-grade fever and my airways hate me and I feel like hell, but since I ran up and down the equivalent of six flights of stairs and my oxygen saturation still tests high normal for sea level, I think I can ease off worrying about pneumonia. We are thinking of baking a coffee cake next.

Comments

[sovay]

You captured the blossoms excellently!

Thank you!

And Autolycus's captured piece of clothing looked almost liked Audrey Tulip, if he had dispatched her and brought her to you proudly...

Hee. It is actually a lavender heart pillow from Nature Creation. I ordered a replacement sheep from them last month and ended up ordering multiple sheep because there was a deal on (one for me, one for my mother, one for my father's friend) and as I was checking out, the company threw in the lavender heart for free. It has not yet been used as a hot or cold pack because Autolycus has taken to nesting around it. It may just be his.

--I knew you were feeling rotten but didn't know you had been running a fever :( :( I'm very glad that your oxygen levels are still good and high.

Since Sunday. It followed on a couple weeks of massive congestion and has been accompanied by chest tightness. I am coughing slightly, in a perpetually post-nasal throat-clearing sort of way, and have a sore throat. I plan to see if I can still get hold of my PCP tomorrow just to her know that all of this is going on, but I am not eager to visit a clinic. If it were not a year of lung-wracking neurotoxic virus, I would have filed all of these symptoms immediately under "allergies and/or the supervillain power of my upper respiratory system to turn any disturbance into an infection, thanks."

[asakiyume]

If it were not a year of lung-wracking neurotoxic virus, --IF! Remember those days? When death didn't seem to be sitting on our shoulders like Little Wittgenstein?

Thank you, by the way, for that article on blood oxygen levels. It's good to know there's a way to see how safe or in danger you are. (I had seen it referenced elsewhere but only read it after you link.)

[sovay]

Remember those days? When death didn't seem to be sitting on our shoulders like Little Wittgenstein?

Yeah! I liked them!

Thank you, by the way, for that article on blood oxygen levels. It's good to know there's a way to see how safe or in danger you are.

You're welcome. I hope it is information you can implement.