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 It rains every day. Not just a gentle shower, but torrential downpour. Then it will subside and the sun will shine for a time, then the sky will darken for an instant replay.

The patient continues to be constantly needy and in what he decrees as excruciating pain. I question his ability to accurately describe the pain, since he will fall asleep shortly after the declaration without the aid of pain killers. I long to escape the confines of my house and hike up to my playhouse and sort sewing and craft accessories. No moans of pain or requests for this and that will assault the peace there!

I am afraid to do so lest I get stuck up there with the rain. I would be fine, but The Patient would not. I am still dealing with a half screen on my laptop. I just deal with it, or don't even try to fix it or even open it up.

Some time ago, back in the days of kampground doings, I discovered that someone had left three of the seven dwarfs on a site. They were faded and dirty, but I still gathered them up and washed them off and then gave them a refresh with paint. They hang out in one or another of my gardens. Since I seem to be stuck inside here, I have freshened them again and now they are standing near a huge oak tree at the lower end of the embankment near the end of my driveway. I made a bright yellow door and attached it to the oak. 

While it has rained for the past couple of weeks, I have busied myself making chairs and a table from sticks and twigs and floral wire to hold it all together. Hot glue, then some wire. The glue will not hold in the heat but does well to stick it all together for me to then wire it all together. I got a little carried away and made a well with a tiny bucket to father water in. Three chairs and a table are all painted and ready to set up with a piece of astro turf to keep the weeds away. I went on to make a wheelbarrow and a window for their "house". The window is made from some clear plastic bakery trays. I painted a dwarf looking down on his friends and covered that with another piece of the clear tray, then framed it with twigs.

I am waiting for a day of sunshine to get it all set up. I am contemplating using some smooth round rocks to paint as watermelons to fill the wheelbarrow. I thought about plastic flowers, but I like the watermelon better. These dwarfs are bigger than the little garden gnomes I have and everything is scaled to their size. The current wind and rain has knocked the dwarfs over. Since I ran over a pallet while backing the truck up the drive, I have gathered all the pieces and am hoping to attach all the accessories, as well as the dwarfs to pieces of wood and then use tent stakes to secure everything to the ground. Might be a fool's errand, or it just might work.

My hand is still a source of pain. The arthritis pain is a major problem, but I still have trouble with fine motor skills in my hand. I am learning to use my left hand a lot more. The veggie garden harvest is not good. I finally have 1 cup of blueberries from my 6 bushes, and I pulled up all the early peas. I found a few pods. I will use them for seed next year. I have harvested 3 small tomatoes and one small cucumber. I made the tiniest salad and added some Feta cheese along with a vinaigrette I threw together. Too bad The Patient didn't get any. Said he wasn't hungry, who am I to force feed him?

I keep meaning to ask my son when I talk to him to help me with this problem. He recently had to put his dog down and I totally forgot. I would have to say that all my children love animals. We all cry and mourn the loss of our pets.