Thank goodness for the grand mammoo. She came over yesterday for a visit and we did many things.
I read her vocal therapy instructions to her, and taught her what I have learned about diaphragmatic breathing. The cats loved that. Two of them parked themselves on her while I had her laying down on the sofa with her hand on her diaphragm to feel the rise and fall with each breath.
Then a tuna sandwich (guy family tradition) and then we made prettiness where formerly there was sadness:
Thanks to mrguy, who provided most of the succulents in the new urn arrangements, and to the grand mammoo, who has an artistic eye and loooooves to garden. Perfect project for us. Over time this will fill in and be tall and lush.
Hope so, anyway.