The birds are back this morning. Bright sparks of color in the cold,
crisp morning sunshine.
I sit here trying to think of a positive post for this January week, but it's
hard because I'm a woman of a certain age who's feeling that
age . . . . . and doesn't like it much.
This year is the one when my October birthday will be the last one
starting with a seven! I ask myself how can I have become this old.
I felt quite young until the pandemic hit. Since then I feel I have aged
ten years despite it being just two years.
Bob says we have been robbed of two precious years. No overseas
travel, very little domestic travel, only short distances driven, too many
doctor visits, hurried shopping trips for mostly just the basics.
Overloaded with cooking daily for so long. Never ending garden chores.
Noting the cottage needs a deep clean now that Christmas is packed away.
Realizing my energy level is low and my nerve pain isn't leaving after two
months of physiotherapy, an MRI has dictated I need - and my insurance
has now authorized I can try - a steroid injection into my lower spine
rather than a surgery, which I don't want.
I go this Friday in hopes my right leg will get relief so I can walk, stand
and bend with much less, and hopefully, no pain.
Then I will get moving again, sleep better, and perhaps feel younger
which would be empowering.
If I had wings I would fly away today.
Where?
I'm homesick.
So probably home across the pond to England.
I've never been away from my country for such a long time.
We do hope to go in early summer, fingers are tightly crossed.
The beautiful cardinals returned in full force yesterday.
After a night of torrential rain, wind, and thunder, the cold front blasted in.
Heavy snowflakes fell for several hours yesterday, but no sticking
as the ground was still too warm. It was a pretty sight though and
I still hope for a snowy dusting another time.
Last night the temperature dropped to 27F, our first feeling of real winter
weather so the heating was turned back on.
A thin layer of ice glistens on the bird baths today.
The feeders are filled and the birds are returning, they too
seem confused by this strange winter weather.
Life is good in so many ways.
We just have to open our eyes and grasp the moments before
they are gone.
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