I sent you a Christmas card in December. It came back to me a few days ago:(Wishing you strength.
oh how sad. perhaps it was the wrong address?and thank you...B
So sorry to hear that you're confined to bed ! One of your posts made me I think of "The Land of Counterpane by R.L. Stevenson."When I was sick and lay a-bed,I had two pillows at my head,And all my toys beside me layTo keep me happy all the day.And sometimes for an hour or soI watched my leaden soldiers go,With different uniforms and drills,Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;And sometimes sent my ships in fleetsAll up and down among the sheets;Or brought my trees and houses out,And planted cities all about.I was the giant great and stillThat sits upon the pillow-hill,And sees before him, dale and plain,The pleasant land of counterpane."GET WELL SOON