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For Dad

Sunflower Bouquet, watercolor on Arches 140 lb. cold-pressed paper. © 2015 Sheila Delgado.
Sunflower Bouquet, watercolor on Arches 140 lb. cold-pressed paper. © 2015 Sheila Delgado.

It is with deep sorrow that I write today. My father passed away unexpectedly, early Tuesday morning. July 14. He had been ill for about a month. Pneumonia, and then, COVID.

He was in the hospital for only ten days.

He retired to Mexico, and his wife Tere speaks almost no English. My Spanish is limited as well. So details are slow coming. They recently relocated to Los Mochis, from Guadalajara. We were all looking forward to being able to see them more often.

I was prepared. To lose my father someday, relatively soon. He spoke to my brother and me about this when we saw him in January. He shared his thoughts with us.

But hardest of all, and something none of us could have anticipated, is this forced separation we are all living with. I always thought we would spend his last days together.

I will share more soon. There is so much more to say.

2016, Eric & Iza's Wedding, Arizona
2016, Eric & Iza’s Wedding, Arizona
The American Academy of Cardiovascular Perfusion, Presidential Address, 1999. Frank Delgado, President.
The American Academy of Cardiovascular Perfusion, Presidential Address, 1999. Frank Delgado, President.
Morning walk, 2019
Morning walk, 2019

The morning after, I was led to my blog. I received a comment on an old post, and I always reply to comments. I read the quotes on the post, and they held new meaning for me.
I listened to the song I had shared, one I am sure my father would have enjoyed.

Funny how things come to you. A sign from above…

“Piglet noticed that even though he had
a Very Small Heart,
it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude.”
A.A. Milne

Gratitude turns what we have into enough, and more.
It turns denial into acceptance,
chaos into order,
confusion into clarity.
It makes sense of our past, brings peace for today,
and creates a vision for tomorrow.
Melody Beattie

“Enough’ is a feast.”
Buddhist Proverb

Watercolor 4 x 5
4 x 5 Watercolor on 140 lb. cold press. © 2013 Sheila Delgado

The paintings, were two of my Dad’s favorites.

Please know that I am so very grateful for your messages.
I hope you can forgive me if I am unable to respond right away.
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God Bless and keep you in his loving embrace.
Please, please be safe.

Sheila Marie

Short And Simple

Three Little Blooms, 4 x 6 watercolor on Arches 140 lb. cold-pressed paper. © 2020 Sheila Delgado.
Three Little Blooms, 4 x 6 watercolor on Arches 140 lb. cold-pressed paper. © 2020 Sheila Delgado.

Love Notes postcard exchange helped to pass the time. Haha. Is it the end of the month already?! This round we had the option of going digital. I chose that but found a stash of stamps, so I mailed the cards as usual. I was offered a side swap from Kelly, and eagerly agreed. For the side, I painted the Prickly Pear.
Thank you, Priscilla Martin and Kelly Collin-Coulter for brightening up my mailbox and month!

Playful Bouquet, 4 x 6 watercolor on Arches 140 lb. cold-pressed paper. © 2020 Sheila Delgado.
Playful Bouquet, 4 x 6 watercolor on Arches 140 lb. cold-pressed paper. © 2020 Sheila Delgado.

Friendship is born at that moment when one person
says to another,
‘What! You too? I thought I was the only one.
– C.S. Lewis

My good friend has asked me to post his call for help. He is working on two awesome applications. If you know anyone with the skills he has listed (below in bold), please share this info with them. Thank you for taking a look 🙂

A Call to Arms for Designers!
With the threat of Covid-19 affecting us all, many of us are trying to find ways to help stop the spread of this pandemic through various methods. At Pandemic-Watch we are in the process of developing a mobile app that allows users to opt-in to providing anonymous location data. That data can then be compared to reporting known and suspected symptomatic users and notices sent to those who have crossed paths (with-in the possible transmission time) with a known or suspected person. 
In addition, we also have a project (Medic-Watch) to aid our Medical Heros! Most medical facilities require exposed staff to phone in and answer a health questionnaire each day. Many of the exposed staff are overworked, short on time, and exhausted! So many fail to report daily. This leaves the administrative staff to initiate calls or physically track them down to gather important health data.
Our Medic-Watch project provides a mobile app to collect this data on a given schedule, thus making it easier and less time consuming for the staff to comply. The user can provide a schedule of days and times for the app to open and request their health status. The data is then provided to the medical facility(s) they choose on first use or add later. 
Our two projects are in great need of volunteers. One of our most significant needs is for designers and UI/UX designers to help in the design of our products. If you can design a mockup of a mobile screen given some criteria (such as input fields, and text to display) and make it look modern and professional, we need you! 
Both projects are open source and seek to help stop the spread of the pandemic. The anonymous information they collect will also be provided to medical researchers to help in understanding the spread of future epidemics. So far, our team consists of software developers and epidemiologists. We need web developers, designers, and marketing people, pandemic experts, etc. The projects are both open source and free to anyone to use, modify and further develop for their own use. As long as it is not for profit. 
If you would like to take part and have any talent that could be of use, please contact me at pandemic.watch2020@gmail.com

Randall Morgan, Project Lead

A little of this, a little of that.

Soft Mingus Sunset, 4 2020. SMD
Soft Mingus Sunset, 4 2020. SMD

I have been working on this post for about a week. The evidence is in the mishmash that follows. I hope you are well and keeping safe.

Mom brought home a new plant. None of the photos do it justice. It was glowing and gorgeous. Heuchera, Southern Comfort Coral Bells.

JOYful Color.
JOYful Color.
Cheery.
Cheery.
Center of Attention.
Center of Attention.

They had to run to Home Depot because a pipe burst in the master bedroom. It flooded half the room, the carpet was soaked. The water flowed all the way into the master bath. This on a late Sunday afternoon. Perfect timing.

We found a plumber to come out, but he told us that if we could wait until Monday, it would save about $300. Definitely wait. The water damage crew came in and set up fans, moved the furniture, and pulled up the carpet. They were all great and as quick as could be. But it still was almost two weeks of people in the house, and dust and mess.

I was quarantined x2. Or quarantined squared. Haha. I stayed mostly in my room because the blowing dust was making me sneeze and cough even more than usual.

Water Damage.
Water Damage.
Drywall up.
Drywall up.

Hey Bunny, Bunny

It’s been a long time since I have spotted bunnies in the yard. I saw this one, and managed to get the camera ready in time. Almost. Haha. He was fairly tiny. A young bun. He ran across the yard, across the street to the Pampas bush. They like to chill under there. Out of sight from the hawk and crows.

Rabbit on the run.
Rabbit on the run.
Close-up.
Close-up.
Look both ways.
Look both ways.

I went out on Friday, for my infusion. (It’s a shot, for my lungs. I have to sit there for 30 minutes to be sure I do not have a reaction to it.) Most of the trees are done blooming. On to the next stage. There was a lot of traffic. Some stores were busy. But many were closed. So strange to see. Bizarre right? I never would have imagined I’d see aisle after aisle, empty in a Walmart. Unreal. It felt like a luxury to be behind the wheel.

Tulips.
Tulips.

I’ve been working on a project I hope to share with you soon. I’m going on the second week, haha, we shall see how soon, soon turns out to be. This is part of it. And it has been in my mind lately. Enjoy!

God bless and keep you in his loving care!

The House Was Quiet and The World Was Calm 

 WALLACE STEVENS

The house was quiet and the world was calm.
The reader became the book; and summer night

Was like the conscious being of the book.
The house was quiet and the world was calm.

The words were spoken as if there was no book,
Except that the reader leaned above the page,

Wanted to lean, wanted much most to be
The scholar to whom his book is true, to whom

The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
The house was quiet because it had to be.

The quiet was part of the meaning, part of the mind:
The access of perfection to the page.

And the world was calm. The truth in a calm world,
In which there is no other meaning, itself

Is calm, itself is summer and night, itself
Is the reader leaning late and reading there.