Sylvia's Journal

The small brown spot that looked like a bruise on my upper right arm was the size of a penny last Saturday. I ignored it. Then another ‘penny’ appeared right above it and now most of my upper arm is yellow and purple.

The physical therapist thought that I was bitten by a tick or a spider but today the nurse, inspecting my arm with a magnifying glass, could not find the place of the bite. We are all puzzled and hope that the blood test will clarify things tomorrow. My right shoulder and upper arm remain a mess.

It was a beautiful evening at Lobster Cove. The rains of the last weeks have colored everything a juicy green. A hummingbird was sipping nectar from the two colorful hanging baskets that came in for mother’s day.

There is much wildlife around our house these days enjoying the new greens. The baby bunny that Sita and Tessa saved from the jaws of Oona about a month ago is hopping around happily and eating all our dandelions. There are enough of those to keep it happy for a while; we hope it won’t discover the salad greens that are just coming up on the other side of the house.

Early in the morning when the day breaks I often see a fox, one a not so healthy looking large male and the other a smaller one, the female I assume, who seems to be better nourished. They sniff at the side of the barn. We think the bunnies are nesting underneath but the fox can’t get in there.

I picked another handful of asparagus. With a little bit of sun after the rains they shoot up like rockets. The potato greens have emerged and the mesclun is like a green blanket, covering the soil with quarter inch sprouts. There are more sprouts but we can’t remember what species they are so we will wait until they articulate themselves a bit more.