Counting Birdies

Place I walked
Place I walked

We had a garage sale and it was a success. The clients got rid of a ton of things and now the garage is available for work space. Meanwhile I’m continuing on my medical checklists. Mammogram done and all clear. Heart monitor off, we’re waiting word on the results. My blood work was fabulous. I started a new heart medication. I got the first shot of the new shingles vaccine. The long delayed colonoscopy is scheduled. My night guard to protect my teeth and jaw is under construction. I’ve been walking many miles counting birds and practicing my fiddle. Burt has been working diligently.

Olive has become my main walking companion. It’s tough to leave Elvis home. He’s a trim and healthy looking 12 year old but he has lost his get up and go. He’d rather sleep in the trailer than walk, especially if the walk is uphill. I give him happy pills for those days he does too much but mostly I leave him behind. Olive seems pleased to be doggy number one. She minds very well and likes to get out and see the world. I sometimes wonder if Elvis and Mimi are in a battle of the wills to see who can outlast whom.

Wildflowers on my walks.
Wildflowers on my walks.
Post-garage sale moment. Recycling.
Post-garage sale moment. Recycling. That’s a wheel chair up there.
We went and listened to live music 3 times this week.
We went and listened to live music 3 times this week.
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4 thoughts on “Counting Birdies”

  1. I know exactly what feeling is to walk with two dogs and then leave the oldest at home and go out with the youngest, that’s life but it’s a bit sad because you glimpse the next step…

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