And the golden sun has not yet risen anywhere, so we have a grey heavy lid of clouds. At least we can see the clouds, which is not always the case. I even risked crossing the threshhold of the kitchen to get a closer photo. Yes, I am getting quite daring now, little steps more every day.
It is not easy to shift my walker outside as I have to lift it over the window frame, but I can do it. It is a matter of knowing which foot to put first. Yesterday evening I really felt good with walking and had visions of going places today. However, this morning everything was stiff and immovable when I took my first steps, but it can only get better. I actually managed to lift my left leg yesterday on my own and get into the bath without further assistance, every little counts.
Mr. Swiss is off on a tour de shops this morning and is already armed with the shopping list on our iPhones.
We have now stopped feeding the birds in the morning as Spring is around the corner. The crows still arrive same time same place searching for yesterday’s bread remains, but depart when they realise there is nothing there. You have to be cruel to be kind, said my mum, and we have too many overweight crows here.
And that’s that, nothing spectacular happening at the moment, except that I will now go and hobble around cleaning the shower and take it easy. Life can also be good with a broken leg.