Blood, blood, blood, who ever thought I would be talking so much
about my blood? I feel like I am sailing on a vast ocean, on a seven month
voyage out of sight of land, and I am halfway done. I can’t see land yet but my
mood is improving. Fortunately, my navigator Gina is steady at the helm. I
would be lost without her.
Steve
buxie54@gmail.com
Look up and to the right, those birds are a sure sign of land.:-)
ReplyDeleteI'm no sailor(as you know) so no sailing metaphors from me. Get those blood cells up and come to dinner. Love you.
ReplyDeleteThe pessimist complains about the wind;
ReplyDeleteThe optimist expects it to change;
The realist adjusts the sails.
William Arthur Ward
Keep adjusting those sails & stay the course.
We are thinking of you.
Joan & Lee