This Morning I had an early interview. It's Alzheimer's Awareness Month and the woman I interviewed lost her father, mother, and husband to the disease within the span of a few years.
I'm not sure I've ever met anyone as strong.
She smiles, but there is a hurt inside her as deep as a bruise. I'm guessing the story will run on Sunday.
On the lighter side, we woke up to rain this morning. It's the first time in a month. As the coffee dripped, I walked down to feed the chicks and check on the garden. The tomatoes seemed to be dancing.
I noticed a root that I'd clipped with the lawnmower last year. I know I photograph weird things, but I thought it looked interesting.
