IT IS A STRANGE NEW WORLD THAT WE ARE NOW LIVING

Presidents Day

Walked to White Bridge and back. One Mile goal. check off.

Goals reached, new lists to start of other new goals.

Working hard on exercises at home. Iced myself after the walk. Just to ease my right knee's anxiety. 

Beautiful almost spring day. Spring calls of the birds are starting. But yes, It is still February.

Time of healing drags on. Days feel like months. The stretcher out days are all the same. Inside my house, at my computer listening to Rosanne Cash's Black Cadillac. 

I wonder what space is like. Space is now the place for astronauts, and famous rich people. People who would rather pay millions for a fifteen minute ride than feed the starving people of this world.

  

Need I say more?

 “legitimate political discourse.”

Need I say more about the attitude  of the Republicans'  hatred of the above words used by Democrat's to describe last years forceful takeover of The Capital. 

Better Safe than Sorry Blues

 

It is a very cold morning outside and I sit inside sipping my morning coffee. I am still in the healing mode. Yes, it is getting old and so am I. But, day by day I get stronger. Tiny baby steps indeed. But with this pandemic, and new variants coming out every few months, I ask myself what is my rush?

Ok, I hate having no place to go. No excitement in our lives. Same thing everyday. Again and again, the days repeat themselves.

“You are not going to be perfect every day.

It’s about turning up the next day and doing it again.”

- Krista Tippett

I reason with myself, that isolation is better than sickness. I wear a mask everywhere even though I have had two covid shots and one booster. Better safe than sorry.

Icy Days , Stuck Inside...Shots Looking Out. . .. Cabin Fever Setting in

 

Walked the Length of Quill Pond Yesterday

 Joy, forgot how wonderful fresh air is. How sweet the smells from the woods, plants, and animals.

Fresh air is a free gift for all of us. Today is our first snow storm, so I am inside. Warm and cozy and looking forward to an afternoon tea break. No place to go, a day to relax at home. Joy. 

This pandemic is building up strength again.  Joppa Flats Audubon is closing Jan 7 for two weeks, Senior Center of Newburyport  is also closed. Here we go again. Try to stay calm this time. Take some joy each day into your heart. Get a new hobby, read a new book, work on embroidery project.  Start another French knot hat project. Stay calm, breath at night, at day, and at noon. Stretch your body. Love your body.

Don't become fearful. Stay safe at home. This too will pass. 

How I watched Frontline in late evening and scared myself out of sleeping all night.

 As the anniversary of the Jan. 6 assault on the U.S. Capitol draws near, FRONTLINE,

@ProPublica

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@ucbsoj

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Ok, this really scared me. Documented evidence that some rioters were from the military.

Shit, I have to take a nap. 

Happy 2022

These past few years all blend into each other. Covid, masks, shots, isolation, fear, no travel, very little social contact. Well Happy New Year. Today, I woke up to massive fog over the pond, the trees, and a lot of rain. I am glad that so far, we have been safe from covid. 

This past year in June, I had complete  total  knee replacement for my left knee in June, and my right knee in November. Besides stays in the hospital, doctor visits, pt visits and utter exhaustion, I spent a huge chunk of last year recuperating..

I can not wait for my first spring walk (sans pain). 

I was lucky enough to get scheduled around covid out brakes. So, I am hoping for this pandemic to  disappear and give me my life back.

Is that too much to ask for?