I prefer winter and Fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape — the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show. ~Andrew Wyeth

Friday, June 20, 2014

Temporarily blogging on Facebook

 I hope I didn't loose any of you in my absence. It just seemed easier to write a few things on Facebook than tax my brain writing a blog post. Anyway... that's my excuse for not posting here for almost two weeks. I wish I could say I've been on a wonderful vacation to the Bahamas or published my first book... but I didn't. Sometimes life slows you down to a crawl and sitting with your foot on three pillows and an ice bag is mandatory. Having someone dig bad things out of your foot tends to take all the fun out of EVERYTHING.

But... I'm healing... I'm walking without a walker... I'm wearing the beautiful and fashionable black shoe that comes with the operation and yesterday... I got all the stitches out. Yes, I did. Now my foot looks like a beat up cat... without whiskers. I'm walking on my heal, mostly. Someone said it's called "chicken walking". Good description.

So thanks to everyone who emailed, called, stopped by, wrote comments here and on Facebook. It did make a difference. It wasn't that big a deal, having my foot operated on, so it is fun to have someone write and say, "Stop whining, you weeny... ". I had a good laugh over that. If you can laugh, you will probably recover. Either recover or pass on to the next life with a smile on your face.
None of this was that serious or life threatening. They were causing pain, growing bigger and interfering with my ability to walk and hike. Thank heaven for modern medicine. They have "fix its" that really help the quality of life issues. I don't know where these Morton's Neuroma's came from... but it must have been from some lesser known ancestor of mine. Someone that I didn't know at all. A latent gene or blip in my DNA. My mom had 'bad feet' but hers were about arches and bunions...and, in the end, neuropathy from Diabetes. So I have very little to complain about.
I did get a card in the mail, from a blogging friend that was just the sweetest.
 And she wrote the "thinking of you and hoping you'll be back to walking the beautiful trails soon" inside the card... with a broken hand. That's got to be above and beyond the call of duty. Thank you Jojo.  I think the beautiful little vintage handkerchief is for those days when we all need to have a good cry and blowing of the nose... but I don't want to mess it up because it's so pretty... so I will use Kleenex instead and keep this for special occasions.
My sister sent some magazines and candy... bless her heart. She knows me well.
She has a new dog, a rescue German Shorthair named Stella. I can't wait to recover and go see Stella. I have some photos in my new phone, but I haven't figured out how to download them to Picassa. I will figure it all out and then... you will get to see this beautiful dog.

Oh... the little eggs on the porch ? They hatched. One of the babies thinks the camera is "mom".
"Hey, mom, where's the food." What amazing little creatures they are.
The heat went away for a few days and now it's back. This is Summer in the Foothills. I love how it smells out there... even in the heat.
Carl and Cutter are taking their "just before lunch" nap.
The Prospector just left to get ANOTHER tattoo.
I need to do a post on his tattoos sometime. You'd be amazed.
Things are going well. 


  1. aww how cool on the little birds...and i am glad you are healing up...oy...i gave up FB years ago or i would find you there...

  2. Glad to see you back. I don't really "do" FB....

  3. Glad to hear you are healing well. I am on facebook and would love to be a friend. Madeline Giani Burton. Have a blessed day and continue your healing. Madeline

  4. So glad to see another post! Nice to hear you're doing well.

    And look at the baby birdies!! Oh my goodness!! I know it will be fun watching their daily growth and progress toward independence.

  5. I'm glad you're keeping your sanity as best you can! Life really does test us sometimes. Love the little chickies! Keep your chin up. By the way, if you are looking for an easy way to download your phone photos, try Dropbox. It's a free app.


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