Hello!
The
New Year has come and gone already, and we finally got some snow here on the
mountain. Now it is halfway through February and the temperature continues to
fluctuate up and down. I noticed some of
my daffodils poking their heads out of the ground already. Spring is coming- joys- but winter is not
finished yet.
Our
place has a new look. The local electric company came and cut down all the
birch trees on the one side of our driveway. The little two-foot twigs I had
planted years ago now were over 60 feet tall. A lot of huge branches were
falling and in danger of landing on the main electrical wire to our house. It
was quite the job and took most of the day. We want to cut down the birch trees
on the other side as well. Right now,
there are huge logs and branches covering up my formal garden needing to be cut
up before spring gets here. There is
never a shortage of things needing to get done.
Towards
the end of January, my granddaughter, Annette, her husband, Curtis, and my
great granddaughter, Ellie, came up to visit.
It was a joy to hold the little Miss again. She's growing, cooing, and
looking all around at her new world.
I
have kept busy keeping water in the duck and hen houses, breaking ice in the
buckets outside, making sure there is plenty of feed, and spreading more straw
to keep the animals warm and comfy during cold days.
Dwight
has kept the woodstove going and stocking wood. We are grateful for the wood
fires on frigid days to warm our bones and keep the house cozy. I love baking
and making large pots of soup on cold winter days.
I
unloaded the back closet and plan to get painting it this week. As usual I am
behind of where I'd like to be, but thankful for each day I can be up and get
around. One week, my hip acted up and I
had to use a cane to get around. You would think I was an old lady, huh? The
cold temperatures are hard on Dwight's ankles and joints as well. One day when
we both were limping around, I said a body would think we were old folk in a
nursing home.
Dwight
took me this week to the hematologist for my high iron. She did a bunch of
blood work, wants me to get an ultrasound of my liver, and other tests to try
and pinpoint exactly what is going on. I've got an appointment for a
rheumatologist as well. I tried to donate blood to the Red Cross when they were
in town but when my finger stick kept bleeding and they found out about
hemophilia, they wouldn't touch me. After all the tests come back and if
nothing else shows up, the hematologist wants me to come in and have them draw
off blood each month and see if my iron will get down to normal. Meanwhile, I shall continue eating beans
which helps and work up a sweat as much as possible under Dwight’s watchful
eye. I am praying for a healing touch as I don’t want to have to go on another
medication. Won’t it be grand when we get a glorified body and don’t have to
worry about these earthly bodies acting up every time you turn around?
Keep
praying for my daughter, Dawn, and her family in the Philippines. They have been battling sickness that is
going around. Also due to the dry
weather their well has run dry so they are toting water and having to do the
wash by hand again. We thank the Lord
for all the doors He has opened for them in spreading the gospel on their
island.
Take
care on your end!
Dorcas
