Friday, November 29, 2019

Frosty!


It was -16 this morning when we got up.


I was the only person on the trails at Scout Island this afternoon.


The lake is starting to freeze up.  The ducks are all congregating at the outlet where the water remains open.  Still, there were quite a few birds out and about:  chickadees, American goldfinches, house sparrows, a flicker, mallards and goldeneyes, crows, and five swans flew over.

Friday, November 22, 2019

Inaugural Walk on new Scout Island Bridge




There was a locked gate at the other end so we didn't get very far.

View from the bridge

A cold and dark afternoon.  Very few birds around.  Only a few mallards and coots in the lake.

Thursday, November 21, 2019

Sunset at Scout Island




Went for a walk at Scout Island in the late afternoon.  The sun was already setting at 3:30.

Sunday, November 10, 2019

Out and About

We had a buck and a doe in our backyard the other day.


We went to Scout Island twice last week for short slow walks.


The city is putting in a pedestrian bridge for about $650,000.  At the moment it is a bridge to nowhere.

The weather has been cold and grey this week.


Friday, November 8, 2019

World O'Pain

Two weeks ago I was cleaning out my compost box when I slipped on wet grass and fell onto a large boulder.  Turns out I fractured 3 ribs.

It could have been worse, I could have landed on my head and lay there unconscious for hour till Leo found me.  As it was I got up and struggled down the stairs and lay in bed till Leo came home and took me to the hospital.

I was lucky I didn't puncture my lung. The ribs were not dislocated either, which is good.  I had no difficulty breathing, and I could stand, walk, and sit relatively painlessly.  It was just the transitioning between those positions that was excruciating.  Burping and coughing weren't much fun either.  Fortunately I lost all my sense of humour so I don't have to worry about the effects of laughing.

The doctor in Emergency told us it would take 2 weeks for the bones to start knitting together and a total of 8 weeks before I'm healed.

I won't be able to play the trombone for the foreseeable future either, and I have two concerts coming up that I'll have to miss.

Scene of the crime:  won't be popping out of any pumpkin patches anytime soon!

Anyway two weeks later I'm feeling a lot better.  I've been getting out of the house and going for short walks for the last 3 days.  I still can't lie flat in bed to sleep so I've been sleeping on the LaZboy in the livingroom.