new. from. the. zoo. somewhere. in. my. mind. hope. all are. well. n. happy katy. n. scott. went. out. by. taxi. with wheelchair. as. escort. had. date….. wa s. gre at. now. in. cafe. sitting. up….painting. just. finished…. katy. just. arrvd……watching. sunset…..over. water n. mtns. fantastic. time. day hugs. to. all love. from. goa New […]
Monthly Archives: February 2013
We are humbled by the way this blog has been inspiring artists everywhere . Tonight I received a facebook message from a boy I knew 5th grade to high school graduation. We grew up in NH and got back in touch via facebook when I moved to Maine. Byon Yeatts now lives in Kennebunk, Maine […]
Hey everybody– a very very.good.day deserves a good haircut, n’est-ce pas? Yesterday the Snip Salon at the Marriott sent Ari up to see Scott. Now that’s service! Scott was practicing sitting up yesterday in order to tolerate the wheelchair longer. Today’s 3 jaunts were a success…..stay tuned for a visit to the hotel’s in- house […]
Watercolor Taj Mahal (c) Scott Morgan 2013 got. out. bed. pushed. myself. to. sit. up. alone…walked. alone. ten. ft. into. wheel chair. and off we. went………… huge. day. 2. x. out. by. wheelchr. in am. did. whole. property. every inch. accessble. by. wheel spent. little time in. sun. diferent floors. all places. could. get to. […]
5:45AM wakeup and see Scott has completed a masterful paintingof the Taj Mahal 6:00AM settle in to watch the Academy Awards. We both got excited when Shirley Bassey came out and sang Goldfinger because we had just watched it two days ago via online video streaming ( patted each other on back for being so […]
Just a quickie to let y’all know that Scott sat up and walked to his bedroom this evening with two strong Marriott musclemen to make sure he didn’t get in trouble. This was after he already had an outdoor jaunt today. Needless to say, he is pooped! So am I after packing up our camels […]
Woohooo! A whoop ‘n’ a holler when I arrived back in our room after my breakfast post about our upcoming migration. . At first glance, the bed empty, my heart skipped a beat. Then I saw Scott reclining Cleopatra-style on a chaise outside on our deck for the very first time dressed in a favorite […]
