BURROWS ISLAND (R) NEAR ANACORTES WASHINGTON
The dreaded mustard plaster. Now, that is something that I would have never thought about for years, but seeing as it's another anniversary of my mom's birth, it seems rather appropriate to be talking about it. You see, when I was very young, and had a bad chest cold, dear old mom would tell me that it was time to apply a mustard plaster to my chest. It burned like the dickens, and I will always remember the smell of the Keen's hot mustard. I'm sure that is why to this day, I don't like hot mustard.
Fast forward to today, and I find myself burdened with another chest infection that has been troubling me for the better part of a couple of weeks. I had a few days off between house sits, and so I came here to Washington to spend time with my dear friend Mary, and her lovable bonehead, Dora dog.
When Mary heard my cough, she suggested of all things a mustard plaster. So as of this writing I have been through a few sessions. It isn't as bad as I remembered from my childhood, but it still burns. I think it may have helped a little bit, but I am still troubled with this persistent dry cough. I guess I'll just have to let nature take its course, and I will be very glad when I'm back to normal, (whatever normal is for me these days).
In spite of it all, I have enjoyed this short visit at Mary's new home in Shelter Bay, a place that we are both familiar with from years ago. Last night we had the pleasure of enjoying the lunar eclipse. It was a very rare crystal clear night sky, and we had a ring side seat.
Back on the road again tomorrow to begin another sit on Vancouver island. The island has become a regular venue over the past few years, and I have enjoyed each sit that I have had there.
ADORABLE DORA DOG
maximizing my moments,
Paul
The Thoughtful Wanderer
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