As I recover — and am tender* with myself, through this healing process — I continue to go outside for short walks.
Observed yesterday:
As you can see, for the most part I was looking up. There were some interesting sights near ground level, too:
That doorway has appeared in a previous blog post, here. I’m glad to see it survived the winter, so well.
Here’s another angle on those daffodils:
I have a theory about why I took this next photo:
I think I really miss doing my therapy groups at work, where people sit around in circles.
Can you see that group, way in the distance, from another perspective?
I like the way the sign in this next shot is preparing you for another sign just up ahead (peeking out, to the right):
Okay! I have to stop now and get ready for some doctor’s appointments, for me and for this guy, too:
We think there might be something wrong with one of Harley’s ears. Let’s take a closer look:
I can’t see anything. Can you?
We’ll see what the different doctors have to say.
I’m grateful we’re all still walking around.
Thanks to those who look and listen, to doctors and walkers everywhere, and to you, especially, for dropping by today.
* In her comment in response to this recent post of mine, Val Boyko made this helpful observation: “Perhaps it is time to let go of ‘pneumonia’ in your thoughts and words, so your body can let go of it as well. Why not choose a new word to focus on that brings you towards wellness with each breath.” Inspired by that and other words of wisdom from her, I chose the word “tender” as my focus.
