From my place in bed I can see some of our maple tree. The branch closest to the window moves a lot in the wind. It can be hypnotic. I’ve lost myself in the dancing golden leaves several times since the accident. Today that branch is bare. In fact I’m guessing the entire tree has shed it’s last leaves in preparation for winter. I am not so ready.
I knitted earlier today and imagined all the amazing things I’d commit to paper. Unfortunately the day is coming to a close for me and I’ve lost the urge to touch pen to paper.
Things are painful – physical and emotional. Or maybe they are just tiring me.
Be well.
Miscellaneous Ramblings of a Thirty-Something DIYer 
CountryMouse
All I can do is give you ::hugs:: I’m thinking of you often, with healing and supportive thoughts.
Stephanie
Be well yourself. I’m glad to hear that you’ve spent time losing yourself in the maple leaves. I worry that people don’t take enough time to stare out the window these days, and that’s one of the ways we rejuvenate ourselves.