Things Could be Worse

Rose-breasted Grosbeak

It’s hard to imagine that I have spent close to 200 days (don’t even get me started on how many hours that equals) sitting on my couch. Damn!

Two seasons. Spring and Summer.

My health took a tumble at the beginning of March and I’ve been plagued with dizziness, or as I like to call it, vertiginousness and a bunch of other neurological issues.

Ahhh, NPH – Normal Pressure Hydrocephalus–you rock.

Or, as some neurologists like to tell me: “It’s all in my head.”

Anyway, I’m here, sitting in my house with my pups…

Bailey and Harlee, 2023

…watching my birds…

Male Northern Cardinal

…and my gardens.

One garden as viewed from my deck. Have I mentioned that I’ve fallen down my steps a few times? Well I have.

Here’s a fun fact, when you can’t take care of your gardens they do fine without you.

Seriously, my plants didn’t seem to care that I spent my time viewing them from a window or my deck and not in amongst them. Seems a little ungrateful to me, but whatever.

Anyway, today is the first day of Autumn, 2023, and I’m looking forward to another season of headaches, bladder leakage (TMI?), brain fog, stuttering, and general malaise.

Things could be worse; I could be sitting in the hallway of a nursing home. So, hey, life is good.

Monarch Butterfly

In closing, I wish you a bountiful Autumn.

Blessed Mabon :]

Mi manchi, mia amata immortale.

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About tinthia

Wondering, searching, and wandering, I'm an earth witch with a desire to get it right in my lifetime. The flow of the river feeds my inner goddess and fuels my soul. Blessed be. :}
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