This is what I look at when I look out the window of my office/scrapbook studio. When the window is open I can smell the oranges. The tree is even starting to bud for next year. It makes me sad that Jim can't drink the orange juice this year. When we moved here last year I made him fresh orange juice everyday. He loved it and told me it was the best orange juice he had ever drank. With any luck maybe next week he'll be able to eat again.
He's still running a temp and the prelim's from the cutures are not showing any growth so we continue to wait on this. We finnally got the last stool last night and hope for some results today. His spirits are so so but that is to be expected with this temp situation.
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