A truly lovely day.

Thanks for all the prayers and good vibes.   My joints don't hurt at all.

I am still, of course, healing and the right side of my ribs and lungs is sore, BUT I can now take a deep breath without a great deal of pain.   Am I lucky, or blessed, or both, or WHAT!!!.

Today was the Lawton Celtic Meeting.  There were five of us.  Patty gave a presentation on Yeats for us.   Boy is he an interesting person and I love his poetry.

Lake Isle of Inisfree

W. B. Yeats, 1865 - 1939

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping
     slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket
     sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.

I had phone calls from friends and family.  Barbara Sadler, and Joanne Huehns, who have been  friends since GRADE SCHOOL called today.     Joanne, just as my Celtic friends were leaving.

So a busy day.  

Bless you all and I love you all

Dia dhuit

Mary