Sunday, March 26, 2023

Adventure 853: Day 76/Tucson/2023

Good news! Though weak, Judy turned the corner on her illness. She kept food down, felt good enough to play a game of Hollywood Gin, and stayed awake for the entire day. I, too, have progressed. I'm now in the exquisitely annoying stage of constantly dry hacking. I feel like a stoner of old who's kissed a few too many bongs. The good news is I no longer emit any disgusting body fluids, so maybe after nearly two weeks of this malady, I may get a reprieve soon. Our day started with church service at Southside Presbyterian, which once again left us inspired. I've never had such joyous feelings about organized religion. The congregation, while small, is tightly bonded, infinitely generous, and led by a woman who epitomizes the best of those who walk with Jesus. Judy and I are thinking of maintaining our attendance through Zoom when we get home. Another highlight of the day is watching a couple of doves build their nest right outside the kitchen window. Doves, another species that mate for life, provide a nice example for us to follow. And, of course we watched basketball for the better part of the afternoon. Even though our teams were knocked out of the tournament, the games played today were high level excitement. All in all, we're just grateful that life is good, especially today.

Thin gruel: Scalloped potatoes and ham. Judy and I brought much of the fare we had in our freezer to Tucson with us. Rod and Karen are helping us dispose of it.


The doves.
And another couple of lovey doves.


Not to be out done, this quail has been perching on the fence the past few days, wistfully calling for a mate.

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