Talked with Mum last evening, she sounds better than she has in months. My Gramma is on way too many meds, the doctors aren't listening to what the family is telling them: my grandmother has had an irregular heart beat most of her life, stemming from rheumatic fever when she was a young child. Also, she is 89 and still very sharp mentally and has no desire to deal with the physical and mental side effects of the drugs they are giving her. Her regular doctor is siding with the family on this and they will be weaning her off them. Had a lovely chat with Gramma earlier in the week and entertained her with all my spring flora and fauna discoveries. She tells me how much I remind her of her father with my woods knowledge.

And to celebrate this lovely May morning, a song from Mudcat's own Anne Lister (who I will be seeing in concert this evening! Much excitement!): May Morning