Thanks Curtis. My 98 year old mother expressed similar thoughts..."you gotta keep moving, Jim". Trying to live that now.
CGrindahl wrote:
Glad you're getting out Jim. The old adage definitely applies to us old timers... "use it or lose it..." Good luck on your healing journey.
Laura, Of course you are correct. I actually own many canes, and shillelaghs. About six years ago I had very bad neuropathy, and used a cane for six months. In fact, it spurred a massive MF Nikkor buying spree as I sold off all my long AF glass. Once I had that arrested - I threw the support aside, gladly. Thanks for the practical reminder.
. NightOwl Cat wrote:
Jim, a cane runs about $20,. or one of those folding stools that you can carry along and unfold to give you something to push up on, when getting up off the ground. I've got the cane (when I turned wrong and pulled a muscle that made it very difficult to walk without pain meds on board too) and the folding stool which comes to air shows with me too, in case I'm not at the fence. Also use it for the sunflower field for a different angle..
James Markus wrote:
Thanks Leighton. I hope you have restoration of health as well, and that Barbara is well.
Thanks Jim and Barbara is well, just tired from having to do my job as well as hers. Went to the doctor yesterday, two more weeks of sitting on my butt.
I can barely remember much of my past life working with hepatologists in transplant, but I think you've made a tremendous recovery. Am glad you're on the mend. I suppose apart from alcohol, foods rich in fat and oil are on the restricted foods list.
James Markus wrote:
Lots of beautiful work everyone! I'm "Liking" madly what I see, and feel like I am living through your adventurers. So, thank you for all images.
I took another walk, more photos. I went armed with only the 105mm f1.8 ais, and a decision to crop in camera. (not a purist thing, but I thought it would force me to be more deliberate in composition.) My hand isn't steady yet - and my thighs are jelly from 10 days in hospital. Getting up from low angles takes pre-planning for some means of support. Hopefully temporary. Here are four from tonight.
Nice shots. Great example of showing that no matter where you are at you can find something to shoot. I have been in a photo funk lately (weather and work), but these are going to push me to get out in the woods. Even if it is in the backyard
Thanks George. Got more from last night, including my now favorite flower. Visited the bush three times over the last four days, and saw it's last blossom. Spring is like an art gallery. Everyday things change and progress and decay. Just looking for new details and beauty pushes me to move forward. Much like the paintings and sculptures in the hospital pushed me to walk the corridors 3-4 times daily.
gbohannon wrote:
Jim,
Nice shots. Great example of showing that no matter where you are at you can find something to shoot. I have been in a photo funk lately (weather and work), but these are going to push me to get out in the woods. Even if it is in the backyard
Zichar wrote:
I can barely remember much of my past life working with hepatologists in transplant, but I think you've made a tremendous recovery. Am glad you're on the mend. I suppose apart from alcohol, foods rich in fat and oil are on the restricted foods list.
That's encouraging, thanks. Yes, my diet has to change a bit as well.
A different picture but the same cat as you'll see in my photo on the left, I guess you'd call it my avatar. My neighbors adopted two cats for their young daughters. I met them when they were very young and they bonded with me. Tommy has appeared on these pages, looking much like a Siamese cat. He had limits to how long he'd be held. Sally, who is in this photo would stay in my arms all day if I had the stamina. Sadly, Sally disappeared... whether the victim of a dog, a car or a coyote. There have been many cats taken by coyotes that roam adjacent hills. She was a very dear cat...
How about that Leighton! Both of us here at the same time is quite a feat...
Glad you continue on the road to recovery. A dear friend of mine died yesterday afternoon at 76 years of age. He'd had a series of health challenges over the last few years, so on one level it is not surprising his most recent, a heart condition called cardiomyopathy, finally took him. But it is difficult to accept the reality of close friends dying. No doubt, these healing crises are reminders of our mortality. I know in your line of work that death is always close at hand. Sue's brother had three sows deliver in the last few weeks and there have been a number of infant pigs that didn't survive.
The best we can ever do is play the cards we're dealt at the moment. Keep at your recovery Leighton. Barbara, your kids and grandbabies AND your friends on this thread want to see you around for a LONG time...
CGrindahl wrote:
How about that Leighton! Both of us here at the same time is quite a feat...
Glad you continue on the road to recovery. A dear friend of mine died yesterday afternoon at 76 years of age. He'd had a series of health challenges over the last few years, so on one level it is not surprising his most recent, a heart condition called cardiomyopathy, finally took him. But it is difficult to accept the reality of close friends dying. No doubt, these healing crises are reminders of our mortality. I know in your line of work that death is always close at hand. Sue's brother had three sows deliver in the last few weeks and there have been a number of infant pigs that didn't survive.
The best we can ever do is play the cards we're dealt at the moment. Keep at your recovery Leighton. Barbara, your kids and grandbabies AND your friends on this thread want to see you around for a LONG time... ...Show more →
Ha ha, I want to see all of you for a long time too!
Off topic, but tonight is pizza night and Barbara got me some Becks non-alcoholic beer to try. I'll report back if it's any good.
At one time in my life I was drinking a non-alcoholic beer with the name Clausthaler that was available at Trader Joe's. It was decent. I did a search on Google and came across this list, ranked after a tasting...
You can do the research for all of us. The list reminded me that I also drank Gerstel Brau some years ago. I don't even recall what the intention was since I wasn't experiencing a health crisis that required me to go non-alcoholic. At the moment, it is more carbs I'm trying to avoid and my experience has been a little bit of alcohol greatly reduces my ability to restrain myself around carbie foods... Many ways to adventure one's way through life...
Seeing Leighton's (keep getting well, happy to hear the progress), Curits' (condolences on the loss of a good friend), and James' flowers (great to see you exploring further than your backyard now) got me thinking about this one from Sunday. Spring blossoms as rendered by 50mm f1.4 AI. Can't quite seem to get sharp wide open towards the edges (which is where the focal point was in this shot). Good enough for web display though.
Coyotes are why my cats never go outside. Of course, when we lived in CA, there were avian reasons my cats didn't go out either...plus they don't have to contend with illnesses spread by sick cats.
CGrindahl wrote:
A different picture but the same cat as you'll see in my photo on the left, I guess you'd call it my avatar. My neighbors adopted two cats for their young daughters. I met them when they were very young and they bonded with me. Tommy has appeared on these pages, looking much like a Siamese cat. He had limits to how long he'd be held. Sally, who is in this photo would stay in my arms all day if I had the stamina. Sadly, Sally disappeared... whether the victim of a dog, a car or a coyote. There have been many cats taken by coyotes that roam adjacent hills. She was a very dear cat...
