Tuesday morning my knee was complaining. Short painful bursts of pain right below my kneecap told me that I had been doing too much. I told my physical therapist and Laura asked me what I had been doing in the garden over the weekend, though the question was rather rhetorical as she replied before I got my answer out, “Whatever you are doing, stop.”
I didn’t garden at all yesterday. I watered it, but my knee can tolerate walking and standing. It’s the crouching, bending, stooping, and apparently swinging a pick axe are things my knee doesn’t like.
I didn’t garden yesterday. Does that mean I can garden today? Instead of walking in the direction of the garden, I walked to the mailbox to get the paper. No major knee complaints, but it also wasn’t without grumbles. I had brought my camera for the short walk as there’s always something to photograph.
Have I mentioned that Sylvia is building me a Little Library? I just registered with the Little Library dot org folks. Maybe it will be up and running in a week or two.
BRING is an excellent place to shop for building supplies. Sylvia spotted the small glass doors, well-framed, and designed the library around them. Yesterday we returned to BRING to get paint and a couple of posts.
In closer inspection of the area that I want to put the library, there’s more clearing than expected. Not only is there more to clear, but there’s a lot of poison oak.
I imagine down the road, there could be a bench or two and perhaps some cover to allow a place to duck out from the rain and look at a book or two. How much down the road, I’m not sure.
Meanwhile, I had a nice short jaunt to the mailbox and back home, and even had a chance to practice photography.