Two months ago I had Total Knee Replacement Surgery. It has been a rough two months, but I can see a sparkle of light at the end of the tunnel. I am not quite to the point where I can tell people “It was well worth it,” but I can tell it will happen. I am finally feeling to have more physical and mental energy–it’s taken a while, though.
While I was away from my desktop computer, supposedly depending on my laptop in the bedroom while recuperating, the darn laptop crashed–despite Norton 360 anti virus protection and one other form of protection. Apparently one, or both, failed me, and the laptop had to be “restored” to factory condition, and I haven’t felt like setting it back up, at least, until today. I am not computer literate, so even something as simple as getting things organized on a “new” computer is just about beyond me! So it is slow going.
While I was recuperating, I happened to hobble out onto our back patio, it looks out across fields at the back of our house; there is a large pond in the field, with one or two straggly trees on it’s shore. At the top of one of the trees I noticed a large, black, bird, a little too distant to identify with my elderly eyes, so I fished out a pair of old binoculars and–low and behold, the black bird had a white head–and a yellow hooked beak—wonderful, it was a Bald Eagle! I dragged The Husband outside–he verified that it did seem to be a Bald Eagle. It was seen several mornings on its perch in the tree-top, and my daughter saw it flying, but it’s been a month or so now without it putting in an appearance.
Another wondrous happening–I noticed the makings of a twiggy nest, at eye level, in a “tree” rose bush. Even though I did see a Mocking Bird flying to it carrying some dry grass, the nest did not appear to be very susbstantial, or to grow any bigger. But yesterday The Husband, who can look down into the nest (whereas I can only peer straight at it) said there were four eggs in the bottom! I feel so honored to have a Mocking Bird build so close to us–I walk by the nest nearly every day when I go out with our dogs to “pick up” after them. The birds must trust me–and the dogs–to build so close to the ground (five feet) and human and doggy activity.
This is all for today, I will have more things to blog about tomorrow, so do come back..
Keep Calm and Carry On
So glad to hear you are seeing signs that it was worth all the pain. Here’s to years of marvelous flexibility and movement. Looking forward to getting together at ETWA once again.
Thank you Gay, I am glad to be almost back to normal, and back to the Blog.
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