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I picked strawberries. Luscious. I have put a whole bunch in the freezer for smoothies and such, but it seems a shame not to eat them fresh as much as possible for the short season we have them available…so we are doing our best.
I took some strawberries along with a container of chicken salad and a potato salad to my neighbor for her supper. Her husband is in the hospital awaiting five way by-pass surgery. It is not considered an emergency so he has had to wait five days for a surgery time, but they would not let him leave the hospital for those five days either. I just can’t imagine what an anxiety building exercise that must be. I don’t consider a hospital a fun place to pass the time. On the other hand, the things that modern medicine can fix now is quite amazing.
Still, I hope to avoid any kind of close relationship with medical personnel as much as I possibly can…

If wishes were horses, then beggars would ride.
If turnips were watches, I’d wear one at my side.

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  1. MMMMMMmmmm Strawberriessss!!!!

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  2. I agree about hospitals. I'd sooner die than spend time in one.
    Well, maybe not.

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  3. Oh...the strawberries look delicious....my favorite berry!

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  4. How nice of you to take her supper. She has enough on her mind right now. You are a good neighbor.
    The waiting must be awful. Hope all goes well.

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