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"Home is People. Not a Place."

by TheLastLeafGardener
(IC: blogger)
"They" say time flies whether you are having fun or not, and that "wisdom" has certainly been the case for me when it comes to my posting on HT. For in one week's time (September 25th 2014), it will be two months since my last entry on HT and most of the time spent during my absence has not been fun.
Soon after my last posting here, I found out that I could no longer postpone surgery on my eyes and I've been preoccupied with the logistics of pre-op as well as the inevitable post-op procedures.
The surgery was scheduled for this past Monday (September 15th 2014), and even though I had arranged for someone to take me to and from surgery and had completed the tasks and procedures which needed to be done before my operation, I have rescheduled it for November 5th 2014 due to my tend to a dear friend (of thirty years), who, without any warning had a severe medical emergency and had to be hospitalized.
He is now in a rehab center to gain back his strength through physical therapy and the road to his recovery seems to be long.
My friend's name is Victor, and we first became acquainted with each other upon a chance encounter along the Hudson River where each of us had gone to see the sunset, and ever since that evening, we have been with each other through thick and thin (mostly thick).
Moreover we have had dinner together almost every night for over a dozen years. Victor lives in the high-rise building directly north of me and it can be seen in the first image of this entry.
Soon after my last posting here, I found out that I could no longer postpone surgery on my eyes and I've been preoccupied with the logistics of pre-op as well as the inevitable post-op procedures.
The surgery was scheduled for this past Monday (September 15th 2014), and even though I had arranged for someone to take me to and from surgery and had completed the tasks and procedures which needed to be done before my operation, I have rescheduled it for November 5th 2014 due to my tend to a dear friend (of thirty years), who, without any warning had a severe medical emergency and had to be hospitalized.
He is now in a rehab center to gain back his strength through physical therapy and the road to his recovery seems to be long.
My friend's name is Victor, and we first became acquainted with each other upon a chance encounter along the Hudson River where each of us had gone to see the sunset, and ever since that evening, we have been with each other through thick and thin (mostly thick).
Moreover we have had dinner together almost every night for over a dozen years. Victor lives in the high-rise building directly north of me and it can be seen in the first image of this entry.
Victor's apartment does not face mine, but it seems folks in his building (especially the ones who have windows which face me) know who I am as they have seen Victor with me in my garden.
The Beech Tree is thriving as you can see in the image above (where the top black arrow is pointing).
The idea of using a false or raised bottom for a container was something I wanted to share with HT gardeners much earlier. I had even planned to do so with a post that gave very specific text to be accompanied by photo-ops of the previous two "homes" (containers) that my Smoke Bush had lived in.
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Published September 19th, 2014 4:00 AM
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