My deaf rescue dog Grace is such a good friend. She knows how to pick me up when I am down. Every morning she greets me like she has never seen me before.
She is totally deaf except when I let out a loud sneeze ( sorry, I learned it from my dad). That scares the hell out of her and she runs to mama when I do let one blow.
My digestive disorders are almost in check. I was diagnosed with microscopic colitis. A nasty little bug, but the steroids they put me on seem to be doing the trick. Hell, they should cure most anything at $1300.00 for a one month dosage. Luckily I only have to take them for two months.
Still working on my back and hip problems. Had a cortisone injection in the left hip on Wednesday. Felt so good I will go back next week for one in my right hip.
Ah, the pleasures of living to become an old fart. Keep looking in the rear view mirror to see what falls off next…….monos en theos ††† jas L
Walk on my friends!
monos en theos ††††† james
I am having fun working in my Kelly Rae Roberts e-course on mixed media and collages. I still have not really dove into the mixed media part of the class. Some of it is fear and some of it is just the comfort of working in a familiar tool: Photoshop. Plus it gives me a venue to see some of my old images in a new way. Or hell, maybe it is just being lazy. Anyhow, my latest effort was done just for fun. Plus I got to discover and read a little of J Cole. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._Cole Not someone I had ever known and works in a genre that I would not normally put my ear to. Warning, not all his lyrics are this calm and nice.
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It was a pleasant change to travel back to West Texas. We did enjoy the great sky vistas and the dry heat was nice for a change.
But as Dorothy so wisely repeated, “There is no place like home …”
We know few people here at our new digs, but I have never lived at a place that just feels so quickly and warmly like home.
Our evening walk was heralded by this lovely swallow-tail roosting for the night in our back yard. I wasn’t sure if he was there to just rest, or to welcome us home. I will take the latter thank you so much.
There is no place like home wherever it may be…†…monos en theos jim
“All my life affection has been showered upon me, and every forward step I have made has been taken in spite of it.”
George Bernard Shaw
I started looking for some powerful words to go with this weak image. I got lost in cyber-world for too much time reading all the motivation words that have been written about taking the first or next step. BrainyQuote alone had 32 pages full of quotes & sayings. Somehow this gave me some comfort. I must not be the only one that needs encouragement for taking the next step.
I am not sure why I even like this image but it just seems to be the view I see a lot of the time. My problem has never been taking the next step, but to find the right direction.
Read more at http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/keywords/step.html#rCgIKV9EllfUL8Fu.99
All who wander are not lost. ††† en theos † jim
An image from my last good day.
I came down with a cough the day after this photo of me and my granddaughter as we walked about a park in Houston. The next day I got a cough. I hacked, spit, laid in bed and O.T.C.ed November away.
Now, six week later and half-way through the last month of the year, 10 days before Christmas, I am at long last turning the corner and beginning to feel better. The antibiotics are working. The pneumonia is clearing, my coughing is almost over. During this time my arthritis has grown so severe that the act of walking is a real pain.
My faith has been severely shaken, my body weakened and my spirit and stamina are nil. I have no energy or drive to pick up a camera. I sadly watch my wife walk my two dogs as I don’t have the energy to tag along. I wonder if and when I will ever be able to return to “normal”. In a couple of words: life sucks. Growing old ain’t for sissies and I am a sissy for sure.
Enjoy what you got………..jim
“As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives.”
Henry David Thoreau
The path may seem long and there will be turns, but it will lead you to the right place. ††† en theos †††jimwork