It has been a jaw-droppingly beautiful autumn here in central Massachusetts compared to last year. The yellows are yellower, the golds more burnished and the crimsons redder. It is just gorgeous out there. Last year’s non-fall (the first bad fall that I can ever remember since moving to Massachusetts 30 years ago) taught me that I should not take the beautiful New England autumns for granted. I love them so.
But the season is all but over for me. Tomorrow I will be stuck inside for a while because I am going to have my left knee replaced. This is a procedure that I should have had done at least a year ago but I have put it off. I have gotten to the point where I can’t even remember what the simple act of getting up from a chair and walking across a room pain free is like. So it is past time to go ahead and do it. My doctor tells me that I can expect around a 70% improvement. How they quantify that is beyond me, but I think a 70% improvement sounds pretty darn good nonetheless. I will appreciate it!
So in four or five months, I am looking forward to getting back to one of the things I took for granted two or three years ago. I’m talking about the nice walks in the woods that I used to take with my dog before my knee started dictating the way I would live my life. We liked looking for those pleasant little surprises that nature lays at our feet…a little red mushroom, an elegant Lady Slipper, a stalwart stand of Indian Pipes, an array of pale green lichen lying on a fallen tree branch.
I plan on being back in Blogland in the not too distant future well before I am able to be up and out with my camera. I have figured that my recovery time will give me a chance to get to some of those hundreds…What? Did I say HUNDREDS? Silly me! I mean thousands of unedited photos on my hard drive that have been knocking on my monitor and yelling at me in their most annoying little pixilated voices:
“Pick me!” “No, pick me!” “No! I’m the best. Pick me!”
So here I go on another adventure. I’ll see you all soon. Wish me luck.