Wheelchair Gardener

Inspiration

We do not remember days...

We remember moments.

(Cesare Pavese)

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"An hour in the garden puts life's problems into perspective."

Some say I am confined to wheelchairBut I don’t think they know

That though my body is affected I still am on the go.

I go to visit those I love

And walk to market place;

I tread the woods until it rains

And then the rainbow trace.

Of course my body cannot always go

For it’s been restricted for days,

But who would say paralysis confines

A soul and mind that dreams and prays?

Although my body sometimes lets me down

Through days of darkest night,

My spirit soars on wings of prayer

And moves with speed of light.

In dreams and prayer I visit those I love;

Great is the gift of prayer;

And when my thoughts are beamed toward you

You’ll sense my presence there.

-Borrowed

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Sting of the Yellow Jacket

On the 24th, a yellow jacket stung my hand while I was trimming the irises. My hand swelled so large I couldn't use it. The swelling crept up my arm over the night and next day. It was very painful and feverish. The swelling got as far as my inner elbow before it subsided. Today, it's back down almost to normal. Still a spot at my inner elbow about 2-1/2"x 1-1/2" that's puffy and red. I had to use an ice pack and Caladryl lotion to relieve the pain and fever in the hand.

If this should happen again, I'll probably go to the ER.

Ed got revenge on the little rascals.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Stuck inside too much!

I can't wait for the new motor for the van door to arrive! As soon as we get that door working, I want to get out and see the world again.

It has been too wet to do much in the garden. So many plants need to be trimmed back this time of year! I suppose they will take care of themselves, but I like to keep the beds neat. The grasses are going to seed and my allergy is kicking up.