Well, I met my nice new Doctor who is a Gem! So fun, even when administering the DREAD Needles of Cortisone Monster to fight The Beast of Inflammation. No pain so far, even though promised.
After waiting four and a half months to let the darn thing get "better", it was time. You know? I have no fear of needles, or of blood -even mine- left in me; I just want to limit my medical stuff as much as possible!
I am thankful for cortisone. Thank you, God!
What I feared was that the rotator cuff had gone Toe Up. So far it doesn't seem like that, and with PT I will soon be knitting again. Yay! Three sweaters, one completely finished except to be sewn up, and two more half done (or so) will, hopefully, be done by the end of the year. Since I live day to day, it is a good time to roll out The Ten Minute Rule that was first introduced by our dearly belovéd fran at Knitter's Review.
Wednesday wordless or not... here it is.... Make it big. That is a piece of root from somewhere in the desert. Found on a rockhounding trip on year in the 80s. I think it's beautiful. It has appeared once before on the blog, that time with a piece of jewelry laying on it. I am so in love with weathered wood.
Tuesday tails. All about birds.
The pair of California Towhee's love it when we water under the shade patio. We scare up moths from the insides of the deep leafy plants and they chase them down to catch so that their young ones have a meal. The Young ones are stashed in a neighborhood tree somewhere. Yesterday the male missed the meal, and the moth fluttered indignantly away over the fence, zigging and zagging like an Ace WWII Fighter pilot.
The doves are raising another clutch of eggs but have moved the nest to a more secure place, they hope. I'm sure that a feral or semi-feral cat is getting at most of the eggs because the shade cloth is no more secure. It flutters in the wind. We need to replace it but we've had so very much other drama going on here that the Dove Drama has taken a back seat.
The doves are bullies at the bird bath, but they can't stand their ground against a determined Towhee. That little Towhee wins, every time. I don't know what it is about Towhees, but they do not take ANY guff off the doves. I guess they know Doves are quitters.
And now, a picture of an adorable and HUGE tortoise. He is the biggest Desert tortoise I've ever seen.
After waiting four and a half months to let the darn thing get "better", it was time. You know? I have no fear of needles, or of blood -even mine- left in me; I just want to limit my medical stuff as much as possible!
I am thankful for cortisone. Thank you, God!
What I feared was that the rotator cuff had gone Toe Up. So far it doesn't seem like that, and with PT I will soon be knitting again. Yay! Three sweaters, one completely finished except to be sewn up, and two more half done (or so) will, hopefully, be done by the end of the year. Since I live day to day, it is a good time to roll out The Ten Minute Rule that was first introduced by our dearly belovéd fran at Knitter's Review.
Wednesday wordless or not... here it is.... Make it big. That is a piece of root from somewhere in the desert. Found on a rockhounding trip on year in the 80s. I think it's beautiful. It has appeared once before on the blog, that time with a piece of jewelry laying on it. I am so in love with weathered wood.
Tuesday tails. All about birds.
The pair of California Towhee's love it when we water under the shade patio. We scare up moths from the insides of the deep leafy plants and they chase them down to catch so that their young ones have a meal. The Young ones are stashed in a neighborhood tree somewhere. Yesterday the male missed the meal, and the moth fluttered indignantly away over the fence, zigging and zagging like an Ace WWII Fighter pilot.
The doves are raising another clutch of eggs but have moved the nest to a more secure place, they hope. I'm sure that a feral or semi-feral cat is getting at most of the eggs because the shade cloth is no more secure. It flutters in the wind. We need to replace it but we've had so very much other drama going on here that the Dove Drama has taken a back seat.
The doves are bullies at the bird bath, but they can't stand their ground against a determined Towhee. That little Towhee wins, every time. I don't know what it is about Towhees, but they do not take ANY guff off the doves. I guess they know Doves are quitters.
And now, a picture of an adorable and HUGE tortoise. He is the biggest Desert tortoise I've ever seen.
I love that piece of wood!!!
ReplyDeleteHi Wendy. I'm happy that you love it. That is one of a very few that are beautiful in that way. I think it must be Ironwood to have withstood the windblown sand so long. I found it buried in a wadi. The tree and it's wood are fast disappearing due to over collection of whole, live trees! Here's a place to learn more about saving it.
Deletehttp://ironwoodforest.org/about/the-monument/nature/desert-ironwood-tree/