Imaginary birds flew in my last post and I knew physical therapy was on my near horizon. So I did my best to think of P/T as an opportunity (see my email newsletter) and I remembered the phrase “A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush”. That phrase inspired the weeks work on this painting….
… which I finished and titled “A Bird In The Hand Is Worth Two In The Bush”.
Now I’ve actually begun physical therapy for my hurt ankle. My therapists taught me how to walk on crutches more efficiently and have given me instructions about resting – complete with increments of time outlined. They’ve also explained that I’ve not been elevating my foot properly, they demonstrated doing it correctly and also sent me home with a visual aid.
At home I’m doing my best to abide both by the foot elevation altitude requirements and the resting time allotments. Since the time spent each day with my foot scraping the sky seems epic I’m making it more fun by taking this time as an opportunity to read some nice thick juicy tomes.
And since St. Patrick’s Day is this weekend it’s also an opportunity to reread some stories in one of my favorite anthologies…
In short bursts between ankle therapy sessions I’ve begun a new painting…
I wish you the luck of the Irish and may the nicest of birds nest sweetly in your hand.
Thank you for reading and sharing encouragements!