The swelling on my foot is going away, making the great big bruise along the side of my foot and big toe more visible.
I thought it was all better earlier, and so for a little while I tried doing more than just sitting around with my leg elevated, but it’s quite sore at this end of the day. Still, I’m feeling much better than last week, and already thinking about training some morning glories and sweet peas on those silly crutches.
I’m eager to get outside and enjoy some of these daylight hours for which I am suddenly free, before I am all too soon working throughout the day again. Patience, Grasshopper, I whisper to myself, looking out the window. Be healed first, then move on to the future. There’s no need to rush.
Generally, I am all for looking forward, and not back, although some of that sort of thinking is unavoidable. In this case, I don’t think it’s unhealthy, though. While clearing off 2009’s image files from my hard drive, I happened on some folders of photos I took at the wedding I was hired to work last June.
I’ve not shared many images from the day for a while, as they were understandably embargoed to give the bride first crack. These are just a few detail shots that I thought you might like to warm your cold January hands over, a window on Summer if you will.