Last chemo tomorrow!

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So we've had this house for a year and it's amazing. And something this house has taught me is that perfection is just not going to happen. There were sprinklers, but they got all messed up when the new septic got installed.

So this grass is just not going to be fancy grass, and I don't really care. (Laughs)

I come out here all the time and try to pull some of this stuff, but it comes back,

like,

with a vengeance.

So it's just crazy and wild out here.

Another thing the woods have taught me is you can do weeks of work and clear all this stuff so he can jump off that rock over there. And then it's all just going to grow back into this short stuff anyway.

And you’ve just got to fight back nature when you want to and let it lie when you want to. And there's something peaceful about that, I would say.

Every plant out here is doing its best to try to grow and flourish in any time of year.

And that's exactly what I'm trying to do with my cancer.

So it's very restorative, I would say, to be out here. I miss it when I'm not out here.

These are my main tools. These are some clippers I got from Target recently. They're very good and they're kind of plastic. They're like not actually that sharp, which is nice because AP likes to use them.

This week was rainy and hot in New England so I bolted outside the first chance that I got today. It was high 60’s with no humidity or bugs (in the 70’s an hour later, I did have sweat dripping down my glasses and I knew that it was time to go). I’m very excited for this Fall. I’ll be out there constantly.

I pulled AP around in a wagon for a few laps in the woods and he invited me to his ghost tea party. He made us tea with sand and water and said, “We’ll just pretend to drink it. We don’t want to drink sand!”

He’s also into wearing my hats and Alan’s old big t-shirts. Very 90’s and fun. It reminds me of when I was a kid; when we moved to Illinois in 1997, my mom got all of the cousins (and I think us) big “Chicago” t-shirts to sleep in.

Childhood is so fun! He energizes me as much as the woods. And Alan does, too! He’s mowing our crazy lawn (he got an electric mower. It’s whisper quiet even if you have to change the batteries more). He walks a lot. I’m so proud of him in every way. He sets boundaries to take care of himself. He reads the newspaper all day at the beach while I’m in CT for the weekend with AP. I think he’s taking AP to the Bolton Fair all weekend while I’m resting. How fun for them! I love their adventures.🚂 For instance the EcoTarium has a mini train and they ride it every time. How nice. I’m not a train person and it’s a thing that they share.

There is a nice pond hike that I do every time and I think that they do, too.

Speaking of hikes, there’s a nice red marsh hike by Uncle Pete’s house, the Stewart B. McKinney National Wildlife Refuge, that I want to do with Fall with him and all of the kids. October, maybe. That would be fun.