There are always jobs to do on the plot but January is our quietest month. This winter I decided to make use of this fallow time and have some much needed (but previously avoided) surgery on my legs.
Finally, my varicose veins have been exterminated. It is a fairly routine procedure but wearing surgical stockings for the next few weeks is doing nothing for my usual youthful outlook. I am hoping that I will soon be hopping and skipping down the garden path but for the time being, I feel very middle aged and life is somewhat tedious - and sore.
I had a low start this morning having had a restless night. However, before Doc went to work, he brought me a cup of tea and my camera. There was a hard frost last night, the sky is clear and the sun is shining. When I opened the curtains, the valley below us looked stunningly beautiful. I carefully positioned myself on a chair, opened the window and snapped away for a few minutes.
I have not had the inclination to explore the capabilities of my new camera and I am sure I could produce some better pictures if I read the manual and tried all the settings out. But at present, it is taking me all my effort to get through the day. I think I had enough general anaesthetic to take down an elephant.
Doc is on hen duty but after lunch I managed a walk down to the plot. Their water bowl was frozen solid so I trudged back up the hill and fetched water for them. Walking is good for my new legs but I was exhausted when I got back. For the rest of the afternoon, all I can do is sit at my computer with my feet on a footstool. I will walk more tomorrow.
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