A day such as this is worse than…
A day such as this is worse than a blizzard. At nine above this morning, the re-frozen slush is treacherous under-foot. Wherever there has been snow scraped with a blade, it is a shear sheet of smooth ice. Curling the toes does not help but it makes me feel like I am walking more carefully than not. I have a mantra: “I will not fall, I will not fall. My mission today was to get to the chiropractor with a side stop at the grocery store on the way home. Then . . . home sweet home.
Dennis was determined to make a trip to the Fleet Farm store this afternoon to check out their inventory. As of today, Dennis is doing half-cracked corn and half alfalfa pellets for the deer. It’s labeled as horse feed by the store. It will be interesting to see if it pleases their fancy. Our hope is that after our 100 lb. stash of goodies is gone, the deer will be able to forage on their own. Southeast of our home there is a huge cover of trees, shrubs and the creek that they have used as their hideout.
Using ice or heat on my neck and upper shoulders, I am taking it slow. I have a target project, but it may not be tackled with as much gusto as I usually would. This neck and shoulder issue needs to be taken seriously enough to allow for good range of motion. It didn’t happen overnight and it’s not going to go away as quickly as I would like. It all started last fall lugging around a weed whip. There . . . that’s the rest of the story. It will take some time before the snow is gone. I am going to use this time do what is prescribed so I can enjoy all that the spring season has to offer.