Me, my camera, and Sally…

One, uh twooo, three, four…

…aaany second now

DID IT!

(So, this was fun for about 3 seconds until ‘B’idney starts complaining that hanging upside down isn’t conducive to the recovery regime and was a pain in my ‘kidney’ for the next hour or so)

FYI, I was torn to post this picture because my alter-ego is self conscious about the ‘moon face’ I’ve obtained from the steroids I’m taking. I try to tell it that maybe my eyes just got wider. Whatever.

I dreamt sugar plums in my head and other fun things one should not mention until my bladder decides to wake me up to hit the loo around 7am. I stumble around, do my thing, stumble downstairs to wake Sally, who is laying under a heap of pink on the brown leather couch. Wakey wakey! In about 10 min, which is actually closer to 25 minutes because my beloved Sally is not a morning person, we are en route to get my blood drawn. Still protocol for recovery but more of a lifestyle now.

Sally has come to visit me and be my caregiver today. Blood draw. Check. Homemade German pancake and Denver omelets. Check. Sunday nap. Check. Life is good. Did I say the pancakes were YUM? I tried them with whole wheat flower this time and they were surprisingly delish! Oh, and I topped it with fresh blueberries and coconut syrup for the perfect touch.

We awake from our naps and I feel like I can climb Mt Kilimanjaro. But instead we explore a whimsical, old adobe house on a preserve complete with sticks and stones and cacti and other things nature has to offer, and take pictures…and more pictures. It’s the first time I’ve looked through the lens of a beloved Nikon D70 in ages. I’m in love. The feel of my fingers wrapping around the solid body, looking through the window of my lens and being out in nature just brings me a sense of peace and detoxification from the world around me.

These are some of the things that saw me…

A majestic Red-tailed Hawk perched on an ashen tree…

A colony of cactus waiting for my touch…

Spring time daffodils lining a several hundred year old house

The Cactus Heart family

Busy Bee working for his queen

This adobe shelter has a living spring inside that irrigates the land around it and is several hundreds of years old.

The fountain of life that keeps earth living

…And the goofing off begins

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Don’t ask. I have no idea what I was doing.

Meet Sally, my sister from another mother…

… AND ALL IN A DAYS WORK. Good night.