BJG just took two of his huge blue pills for shingles.

He keeps not taking them. I have to remind him and it gets confusing because he does not take them right when I tell him to.

The orange tulips are slowly withering: they have opened in full bloom though. 

Nothing left to do today unless I want to clean, which I truly should. Everything is dirty and messy.

Hubby never ever cleans.

And we have two dogs, are smokers and have a cat.

The afternoon is going slowly. I am admiring my 5 x7 cuba photos book: they look MUCH better in small pocket format with harder thicker covers.

I am sending a Cuba copy to the nun in India and Les fleurs dans tes veines to my Godmother who expressed interest.