As the light ebbs out of today I am grateful.

I am very glad that this day is nearly over. Even with such a pretty sight as this visible from my verandah I have had enough of today. My week has been busy and long and seemingly unending. I haven't done much of any consequence. Taking Miss 23 to the hospital each day to have her wound dressed was tedious. Fortunately she doesn't have to go so often now. I have spent most of the week doing migraines. (Why? I'm not sure. I should have chosen not to do the headaches I think.) I am so glad when the sun goes down because light hurts my head so much. I should be more cheerful than I am because all the kids and my Bradley have helped me out all week. They have cooked meals and cleaned the kitchen. Vacuumed and picked up aroud the house. Washed clothes, hung them out to dry and brought them in again. Pain seems to make me be an ingrate! Fictional girls seem to learn so many more lesson from pain than I do. Both Cousin Helen and Katy from "What Katy Did" were much better people after having studied at the school of pain. I, however, just seem to whinge! Of course there is an upside to having a dreadful week. Next week can only be better, and I am looking forward to it! We weeded the garden this week and now we are thinking about what to plant in the garden beds in place of the weeds we grew so professionally. I am also planning to grow some fruit trees in pots. I love planning and thinking about the garden. Roll on next week! It's got to be better!!!