I arrived in Virginia today with just enough light to enjoy a tour of my Mom's daffodils - they're just beginning to open, some varieties definitely more than others and boy are they beautiful. Every now and then there is a hellebore, complimenting the daffodils beautifully. When you turn up the drive you see hints of color - and then the color just keeps going and going. They really are quite spectacular.
Sometimes when I arrive back in Earlysville and come into the house, my Dad is confused and I find myself facing a reality that I can deny (to a degree) when I'm in Charleston. Today was good however - he spent much of the day outside with one of his live-in care providers, working in the flower beds, and when I arrived he seemed happy and clear-headed. After the care person left, he and I fixed dinner together - and there was an element of normalcy to the evening that was both a relief and much-needed. As I type this, he is watching the end of a movie - sitting in his chair, with Stanley asleep on a blanket on the couch.