spring has sprung, the grass has riz...and here are the birdies

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I remember years ago, when I met you, thinking you look a bit like Alison Janney. That's how I picture you in my memory. She could pull of fiery redhead, too.



Interesting. I think though, in all seriousness, that amount of hair around my face would drive me nuts. I saw one that was a neat silvery colour with a snazzier variation of my current hair cut. It would be a good choice.
 
Wigs with real hair are the better part of $1000 and need more maintenance. I won't be getting one of those.

I could get a synthetic hair wig for around $400. Easier maintenance. I might get one. I'm tempted to pay that to have one that fits well (I have a big head) and that I love.

I can get a free wig from the cancer society too.

I'll donate whatever I get back to the cancer society.

I would only get a fun wig with a funky colour if it's cheap. Those are available at costume type places.
 
Wigs with real hair are the better part of $1000 and need more maintenance. I won't be getting one of those.

I could get a synthetic hair wig for around $400. Easier maintenance. I might get one. I'm tempted to pay that to have one that fits well (I have a big head) and that I love.

I can get a free wig from the cancer society too.

I'll donate whatever I get back to the cancer society.

I would only get a fun wig with a funky colour if it's cheap. Those are available at costume type places.
Maybe just wait. You might not need one. Maybe your hair will keep klinging to you. In the film “ heal” they told the story of a woman with stage IV cancer who went through all the treatments plus some alternative ones and didn’t loose her hair.
 
The oncologist said I will lose it. Everything I've read says I will. I can get a free wig first. The ladies at the store have seen me so if I go in bald or balding, they'll know how I used to look. :cool:
 
Big hint, my dear, which you already know. You will care much less about how you look than how you feel. (And yeah, if 'they' - the people treating you - say you will lose it, you will lose it. Not the end of the world, of course. It almost always grows back, often quite different than what you lost.) Your hats are your best idea, I think. Find a lovely light blend of something (cotton/bamboo?) for summer.
 
More Signs of Spring
The wack gopp! Of outdoor tennis
A lone bee resting on my hand
Daffies and Crocuses abounding
The decididyouus budding
Riots of Japanese Cherry Blossoms
Increased robinsong
Stables and petshops smelling richer earthier
Street hockey!!!
Many many Canadian flags
Waving goodbye to the last vestiges of winter hiding in lawnshade and underground

The deep industriousness of vole and mole and whole

Sun warmed siding so nice to lie against

Refreshing fun rain

Sparkles in the air
In the lungs
On the tongue
 
Our main sign of spring the past few days has been rain. Even the threatened ice storm turned into just a day of fairly heavy rain showers (fortunately since I had to drive across town early that morning).

One of my team saw a bald eagle in his neighbourhood, which was kind of cool. He lives in a town outside London rather than right in London so maybe more likely to get cool wildlife than us suburbanites.
 
My sign of spring is the increased and persistent cardinals talking in the morning. In the summer, of course, which just the screen door between us, I can hear them well, but even this early, I can hear them through the door. There's the odd cardinal around all year, but they come back in force in the spring, and my goodness, they're yacky. Pretty, pretty, pretty, pre pre pre pre.
 
Our main sign of spring the past few days has been rain. Even the threatened ice storm turned into just a day of fairly heavy rain showers (fortunately since I had to drive across town early that morning).

One of my team saw a bald eagle in his neighbourhood, which was kind of cool. He lives in a town outside London rather than right in London so maybe more likely to get cool wildlife than us suburbanites.

An American in London? By Landis and Ramis? Lucky you :3
(And ice storms brr.)

My sign of spring is the increased and persistent cardinals talking in the morning. In the summer, of course, which just the screen door between us, I can hear them well, but even this early, I can hear them through the door. There's the odd cardinal around all year, but they come back in force in the spring, and my goodness, they're yacky. Pretty, pretty, pretty, pre pre pre pre.

Very lucky you :3
 
Mud Season and Charles Lamb throwing light on the roasting of the pig and pork bellied debates ... generally non pragmatic and not working well for sustained utopia ... rubbing pigs bellies accrues more than a ribbing in reality ... in psyche inversion it looms up different!

Complexity ... you bet ... forms the great X indicating initiation into the unknown ... some say how the myth reads itself ...

Some mental analysis suggested ... albeit despised by all ... due to privatization ... agglomeration?
 
Water pouring down the drains and ditches, icy, slushy snow, robins with grackles and crows hopping across patches of grass looking for food, huge flocks of geese and ducks passing over
 
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