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This is like a village.
Oh my.
Thank you for keeping us informed, Katie. If you send a message, tell the family Amos's net friends are thinking of him.
Oh my.
Thank you for keeping us informed, Katie. If you send a message, tell the family Amos's net friends are thinking of him.


Amos and family, we are keeping you in our prayers, hope you get well soon...

"He has a ways to go yet before he is totally out of the woods but he is making a strong run for it."


Amos, you and your family in my prayers too...

Now, where's Andre vanished to again? Are these men worrying us on purpose?
Nice to see you back home, Amos!
I'm here, Katie, sleeping a lot, taking walks of less than hour, going out to lunch with my wife, sitting in my most comfortable Herman Miller chair reading the Australian writer Peter Temple, a stack of whose books I picked up at the library on the way home from the clinic, watching out of the window that that spring doesn't sneak by me before I'm back on my bike, which is what I really like to do, summer permitting.
I'm here, Katie, sleeping a lot, taking walks of less than hour, going out to lunch with my wife, sitting in my most comfortable Herman Miller chair reading the Australian writer Peter Temple, a stack of whose books I picked up at the library on the way home from the clinic, watching out of the window that that spring doesn't sneak by me before I'm back on my bike, which is what I really like to do, summer permitting.

Andre, I was walking in the sunshine the other day and wondering when you might be able to get back on your bike. Spring won't sneak by if you are out walking, in fact you will discover things you perhaps never see on your bike. Still, I wish you a speedy return to your favourite mode of enjoying nature. Don't overdo those hills, we can't function without you it seems.
Actually, I sometimes walk on the road around here in the middle of the night. Just now I was saying to Roz that you glimpse all kinds of unfamiliar vistas of the town through the breaks in people's garden walls and the little stands of trees. Bandon always has a new face, like Rome, for exactly the same reason too, that it is built on seven hills.

I'd love to be able to take midnight walks. I used to walk in the middle of the night when I lived elsewhere, but was attacked one night and nobody driving by bothered to stop and help me. Luckily, I was carrying mace and got away. But it ended my three mile loop over a bridge, through downtown, and back over another bridge. I bought a treadmill.
Where I live now it'd be far safer to walk at night, but the street lights don't light much of anything and the sidewalks are old and not in good condition. Only time I walk at night is when there's snow on the ground -- but we've had hardly any this winter.

Around here, I can walk for miles and not see a single soul. In fact, apart from my in-laws' house 200 metres away, I'd have to walk a good way before I even see another house. I love it. But there's still the unpredictable. My son was out walking one day, when a woman in a hang glider dropped into the paddock in front of him. She'd managed to glide about 10km and just happened to come down there. She was as surprised as he was to see someone there.

We have a very stout net fence to keep them out - but they can still get in if they try. It doesn't stop the foxes - they look like starving cats with big ears.
There are rumors of black bear sightings back home in Ashtabula - I'm terrified of bears.

The guy had WAY too many dangerous cats. 18 tigers from one report.
What an idiot.
I saw one of his tweets that Andrew forwarded, today or yesterday it must have been, so he's around.

Welcome back, Amos!

