prune picker

This is the blog of a prune picker. (Native born Californian) Retired oilfield. I am an old man. I blog a lot about my body and getting old. As I approach death life gets more interesting. More interesting is not good. I still drive. I attend sports, music, and civic events. I am writing my memoirs. I attend swim class three times a week. Some of my blogs might be interesting. A lot of my blogs are silly and trivial. None are very long.

Sunday, May 16, 2021

What is that?

What is that? Recently I have been asking myself that question about a lot of things. As my eyesight fails many items appear strange. The details fade or are gone. If handy I will touch the item to help decide what it is. In a recent blog I wondered if I was going to go blind or die first. Well it seems at ;east that I am going to suffer poor vision before I die.

I can not usually read my iPhone. I use a magnifying glass. Which I carry in my my pocket at all times.

I sit on my porch several hours a day. For entertainment I watch John work in his yard and gardens. There are 13 satsuma trees, a dozen or more other fruit and nut trees, and several dozen blue berry bushes. I think John checks every bud every day. When John is across the yard (100 plus feet) I have trouble seeing him. Except when he has a red hat or shirt on. Then I can find him by the spot of red in the trees.

Fortunately my vision has not worsened recently. I hope that it stays this good until I die.

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