Floratherapy

With the first snowflakes in the air this morning - note the date - the wind blowing down from Canada at 30 mph and the temperature on the minus side (in Celsius) I needed a lift this morning, in addition to my caffeine. I found these flowers at Riverside Coffee. Anna's Pumpkin Muffin aided recovery. No doctor was summoned.....yet.

As I walked out back into the gale, the doctor and his wife drove by in their Muddy Subaru with a Wenonah canoe strapped to the top headed north on their way to ten days of solitude in the Boundary Waters. Take some of these with you.

So much to worry about:

An infant in central Minnesota contracted polio last week.

Then there is bird flu. There are a lot of big white birds around here. The television says this morning that turkey farmers are taking bird flu seriously. The Star Tribune writes this morning:

"If the dire predictions of an influenza pandemic come true, Minnesota's health officials expect 1.25 million state residents to become infected.

In a matter of days, a surge of patients would overwhelm the hospital system. State government officials and hospitals, using emergency powers, would sort patients through triage, even moving them among regions of the state.

Still, each hospital bed in the state would have as many as five patients waiting to fill it, according to Minnesota emergency preparedness officials.

An estimated 20,000 people would die. And it would all happen in four to eight weeks."

A gazillion insects will freeze to death tonight.
Flowers not bought inside will die.
The price of fuel.
The furnace is running.
Global warming, flooding, early October blizzards, schools closed, Interstates closed, hurricanes, wildfires.
Al Qaeda.

I'd better stop in and see Marlys after work.
Bolster the floratherapy medicine cabinet.
Maybe stop by Bob too.