The crow is making progress and can walk on her leg now. We can still identify her.
I have been reading the book "Crow Planet" by Lyanda Lynn Haupt. The injured crow in her yard was accompanied by its parents who stayed with it long after its fledgling status, so perhaps that is who the other 2 crows are.
Maybe soon we won't be able to recognize her different gait and she will be lost in the crowd.
That is the crowd of crows that now hang on our wires and trees waiting for the suet and eggs.
My shoulder continues to be a problem and I am icing and trying not to use the walker quite as much. It actually is more painful now than my ankle. I continue my exercise routine.
My ankle freaks me out when I look at it but keep doing it anyway. A morbid fascination. 18 more days before I go back to the doctor for the verdict of putting weight on my leg.
I have gotten out with friends again and for a long ride to my daughter's house about one hour away. My mood goes up and down. Down when I think of what I would like to be doing this September and up when I do something, anything. I think that is the secret. Get up and do one task, useful or creative thing. Doing one thing usually leads to another. The secret is to just get going. Showering being one of those useful things which takes 10 times as long as before.
I am scanning old family photos for my family. This is a task I meant to do last winter but was busy doing something else (I'm not sure what) instead. I am busying myself with 19th century Iowa and Missouri farmers, My grandfather in the Spanish American war, a great uncle dressed in women's clothing, my aunt always looking sharp, like a movie star.
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