Wednesday, July 29, 2009

wild rabbits - bad knees

OK. So hubby spotted Ears (a wild brown bunny) in the veggie garden this morning and went out with a broom to evict him. I followed more slowly (as I do most things these days). Turns out Ears had chewed himself (herself?) a neat hole through the plastic fence. Grrrrrr.

So what is so fabulous in our garden, you might ask, that Ears with a world of wild green around him, has to go to so much trouble? Beans! Seems that bean plants are the chocolate and caviar of rabbit gourmets. Go figure.

So here is the schedule me and my hobble knees have worked out. Get up. Let dog out. Make tea and drink it with synthroid. Walk the dog a short distance down the street, trying to increase a few steps each day. Return. Make another cup of tea. Make husband's lunch. Drink Tea 2 with Sam-e, folic acid and B complex. Kiss husband goodbye. Pick up rabbit food scraps and, followed by dog, head to the back yard for a weeding, veggie picking, rabbit feeding, cage cleaning session. Return inside and make another cup of tea and grind flax seeds. Make morning oatmeal including said flax seeds. Take tea, oatmeal mix, E, bee pollen, calcium with mag and Vit C to computer to have bkfst and read emails, explore blogs, etc.

All of this is not finished until 10:30 or so. By then it is to the kitchen (in wheeled computer chair to save my knees) to process morning picked veggies, clean up kitchen, etc. Usually it is noonish by the time all this is done. And that means more ground flax seeds and whatever.

My afternoons are my own with the exception of ingesting another Calcium mag, C, and two
Ever-flex. But I am limited by the amount of pain I am experiencing on any given day and the immediacy of tasks awaiting me. At 5 I start preparing dinner and at sixish hubby returns from a hard day of slogging it out in the salt mines. We eat, watch TV, retire to respective corners to read, sew or get on the computer. Then I try to take another walk down the street with dog going a few more steps than the morning. My goal is to be able to walk to the elementary school and back, but since I haven't made it to the first cross street yet, I have a ways to go.

Wish me luck. There does seem to be some improvement with this regimen, however slight.

Monday, June 29, 2009

One fox, two fox
Red fox, blue fox.
No, wait, wait, that's not right.

The socks in fox
fall mainly in the box.
No! No!, That's supposed to be
about rain and Spain. Sigh.

Twas brillig. Oh.....not right either.

When Knox in socks
drinks whisky on the rocks
Nope, nope, nope.

Wait, I got it!

When young foxes in sockes
learn to think outside boxes
they invent new visions of eggs
and ham. Sam.

Play it again.
I am
Carolyn

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Open Letter to Depak Chopra

"I matter, I belong, I am worthy, I am safe, I can express myself, I am loved."

I don't believe any of the above.
Isn't that sad?

Life has taught me that these things are only for the beautiful, the rich, the powerful, the well placed, the healthy.

The rest of us have to figure out how to do without them.

Friday, June 26, 2009

shadows

Finely drawn shadows surround your eyes,
Night scrapes our window.
Behind dark, a penciled star.
Everything is cold now.

Still Life with Cat

Our sweet and independant Bubba.
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Tuesday, June 16, 2009

How did I get so old and beat up?

Why do my adult once children live so far away?

I remember the day each was born and now they have lives that seem as distant from mine as the evening stars.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Fish Bait

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