As happens so often when summer is off to a late start, September is trying to make up for lost time. So am I.
August was quite nice but I was too tired to do much about getting outside.
I am still not allowed to bear 100% weight on the injured leg, but as long as I don't overdo it and wear the Zimmer splint I can get around a bit.
The view above is what I see when I drag the zero gravity chair onto the ramp that makes the dwelling wheelchair accessible. I can do that myself now, yeah!
I get to lay back, smell the phloxes and bask in the mellow late summer sun. Heaven.
Today was a glorious day. We enjoyed the weekly market outing in the sun. We got home around 1. A week ago that would have been it for the day. Today I rested till 2, then made miso soup for lunch and put the groceries away, rested some more, and made a simple but sustaining meal. Buffalo burgers with pesto, tomato and cucumber from the garden, salad with tomatoes, green beans and onions from the garden, corn on the cob from the market. We had it on the deck at a set table with our good friend Beverley. It was the first time since June that I had done anything like that. It sure feels good to be more myself again.
This was probably the last truly warm day of the year. The forecast calls for some rain tomorrow, with a return to sun but cooler next week. Whatever the future holds, this day has been well and truly milked. I have said that before. But then, it is something to strive for daily, isn't it?