My leg is healing from falling through the deck. Every day the swelling goes down a little bit more. I have been forced to slow down and take things easier. As I sit outside soaking my leg in epsom salts I realize that I never just sit and enjoy my yard. I'm always planning, doing and going, going, going. Just sitting and observing feels wonderful and interesting. I watch the woodpeckers come to the peanut feeder. I see a tiny white moth struggle through the grass (that needs cutting) for 10 minutes. The pesky chipmunk comes right up to my feet. The squirrels, so ever-present in the winter, are no where to be seen. I think I saw a monarch. The clouds float by and the wind moves the tree branches around. A person could spend a lifetime studying the yard and not learn everything there is to know about it.
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