Optimism

Over the past few days, I've made several trips to Nashville.
I'd like to say it was for fun, rendezvousing and partaking of all a big city has to offer, but truthfully, it was to visit with a doctor about my ongoing knee and heel problem.
Not just any doctor I might add, a special doctor, whose credentials list him as one of the Tennessee Titans football -team physicians.

I'm hoping his expertise will give me a better outlook, take me off the side-lines, and help me get back into the game of life.
After all, there's only so much porch-sitting a person can do.

On Hold

The glorious Autumn weather is upon us. Sleeveless days and frost-laden nights.

I've so looked forward to this time of the year, chores to tend in the garden, and the cooperation of the weather, makes for perfect pottering days.

I've made a list, and I'm raring to go.

Serendipity however, has different plans. I've carelessly injured my knee, the doctor thinks an ACL sprain, so with orders of ice packs and magical potions from his trusty medicine bag, I've been ordered to chair sittin'.

"Fortune favours the brave" or not.