Faceless, Take Two

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    1. The deep purple are a miniature iris. I saw them up at Chatauqua on Thursday. The little blue guys are scilla, I think–they were in a bulb mix I picked up a few years ago. I’m not so good at keeping records, sad to say.

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      2. Such a treat this time of year. Still cold, snowy, mostly dry and brown, and then these little guys peeking out– the miniature versions are the earliest–least likely to be walloped by snowdrifts, I imagine.

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  4. My first flowers are beginning to push through the soil too! Unfortunately, I have a colony of bunnies living in my yard that are eating them quicker than they can flower. That’s the problem with having a dog who is too old to chase the rabbits away anymore. But I suppose what is bad for me is good for the rabbits!

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I started this blog, curioussteph.com in 2017, with the intent of exploring both inner and outer curiosities. This was the beginning: By day, I'm a retired family physician turned body-oriented psychotherapist. I garden, travel, am owned by 2 elderly cats, figure skate and am training for my first triathlon. Three years later, the two elderly cats have crossed the rainbow bridge, and we now have an 11 year old adoptee, Ziggy. I'm done with triathlon and skating for the time being, and I am still physically active, running, biking and walking. It's now the time of the coronavirus, which is affecting us all. Coincident with that, my 90 year old father's replacement aortic valve is failing and he is now in hospice care. I anticipate a variety of current writings, and some of the focus may be on how it is now, with a gravely ill parent, and the constraints of covid 19, and how it all hangs together. We shall see. (4/19/20)