Yesterday afternoon my eyes started feeling kind of itchy. When I got to Hideaway Bar for the feeding, Joy noticed they were watering and dabbed them with a napkin. Then she went to the pharmacy and got me some eye drops. They didn’t help much, and as the night progressed, it started feeling like I had some sand-like particles in my eyes, although I didn’t see anything other than redness, some swelling, and the eyelids were sore to the touch. By my last bar, the only relief I could get was sitting there with my eyes closed. Still no improvement after a night’s sleep, so I have an appointment with Dr. Jo this afternoon to try and find out what is going on.
I couldn’t see any reason not to feed the Hideaway girls. I wasn’t blind to their hunger. Watching them enjoy their meals was satisfying. Okay, I’ll stop now.
My big event yesterday, such as it was, was my standard Sunday solo stroll. What made it special was it was the first time I could get out for a backroads valley hike in over two weeks because of the rain. Everything old felt almost new again, and therefore I was inspired to take more photos than usual. Here they are:
Stepping out my gate and onto the street to start my journey.That mountain we call EasterThe trail leading out of the neighborhoodI was curious to see if this old tree had survived another storm. It did.It may not have been raining, but there was still fallout from two weeks of wet weather to deal with.The morning’s first cookie recipients.Hello there, Marian Hills. It’s been a while.Decisions, decisions. The wet path or the dicey dirt bags. Hmm, I chose the bags.A friendly family. Enjoy the cookies!Fields of greenMore cookie lovers.My lonely pathIt looks like I won’t be crossing the bridge again.No way around the mud and water. Wet feet, here I come!One of my regular recipients. The woman in the background even knew my name somehow.I’m always a little nervous crossing this span.The wide open spaces of Naugsol Valley.The river junctionThe river crossing on Bridge #4.This massive rock slide was new.A quiet section of Sawmill Road.This huge tree was a storm casualty.Back across the river on Bridge #2.A look back at #2 and the Matain River.A San Isidro street sceneYet another river crossing, this time on Bridge #1.My future house is next door to that big white one.A busy Sawmill Road in Santo Tomas.I tried to get them to smile for the camera, but they wouldn’t bite. The path I followed. 7K when I was done.I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee…Nothing significant to report from my morning visit with Swan.
Facebook memories carried me back to those long ago days in Prescott, Arizona.
That would have been 1978 with wife #1 and my kids.
I won’t be doing the Hash trail today as I deem my doctor visit more important. I do expect that I’ll attend the On-Home Hash circle at Johansson’s later in the afternoon. I don’t want to break my consecutive days streak.
I’m on a roll!
We’ll see how it goes. Hopefully.
3 thoughts on “These eyes”
re: red eyes
Get well soon! I get eye infections about twice a year or so; I think it’s because I don’t wash my pillowcases often enough. I’ve been trying to remedy that by washing them more often.
More cookie lovers.
I like the little girl’s saucy pose (yellow shirt, serious expression). Hilarious!
No way around the mud and water. Wet feet, here I come!
Nightmare conditions for me. Especially if I know I have miles to go.
This huge tree was a storm casualty.
Looks like a dam made by giant, mutant beavers.
I don’t want to break my consecutive days streak.
So you’re considered to have Hashed as long as you make the On-Home circle? Interesting.
Good luck at the doc’s. I feel your pain.
Yeah, apparently, there is a mini-epidemic here in town…Dr. Jo says she has seen several cases already. I’ve never had anything like this before, but thankfully, the meds are working.
Ha ha, I hadn’t noticed the little girl poser…funny!
Yes, as long as you pay, you get credit for attendance. If you don’t do the trail, you are called out as a “socialite” and have to sit on the ice. Since a portion of yesterday’s trail ran through Alta Vista, I walked a part of it on the way to see the doctor. I called myself a short cutter, not a socialite!
re: red eyes
Get well soon! I get eye infections about twice a year or so; I think it’s because I don’t wash my pillowcases often enough. I’ve been trying to remedy that by washing them more often.
More cookie lovers.
I like the little girl’s saucy pose (yellow shirt, serious expression). Hilarious!
No way around the mud and water. Wet feet, here I come!
Nightmare conditions for me. Especially if I know I have miles to go.
This huge tree was a storm casualty.
Looks like a dam made by giant, mutant beavers.
I don’t want to break my consecutive days streak.
So you’re considered to have Hashed as long as you make the On-Home circle? Interesting.
Good luck at the doc’s. I feel your pain.
Yeah, apparently, there is a mini-epidemic here in town…Dr. Jo says she has seen several cases already. I’ve never had anything like this before, but thankfully, the meds are working.
Ha ha, I hadn’t noticed the little girl poser…funny!
Yes, as long as you pay, you get credit for attendance. If you don’t do the trail, you are called out as a “socialite” and have to sit on the ice. Since a portion of yesterday’s trail ran through Alta Vista, I walked a part of it on the way to see the doctor. I called myself a short cutter, not a socialite!
But better a socialite than a socialist.