Tuesday is trash day here, and also, since the broken femur, it’s PT day. Kristin arrived this morning and gave Harry a good workout, including stepping up and down from the porch…
They scurried about the place, including the studio, where Kristin gave Harry a caution about not doing too much too soon! I don’t think he heard her.
It was a beautiful day, but still too wet for the horses to be on the pasture.
Tom Morris seems fine, but hates being medicated. Too bad! Better than having an abscess lanced, as Roscoe can attest!
And speaking of Roscoe, he enjoyed monitoring the bed exercises this morning, then watched Harry’s PT from the tree.
I rode Bart, and took some outdoor pictures. It’s hard to believe how lucky we are on this little farm, with our life largely unchanged, while the pandemic rages across the country, getting closer to us personally, but, so far, missing us here.
Bart & forsythia 
Flowering quince 
Peach blossoms 
Dandelions
Weedy will miss the hospital bed. Kristin deems it no longer necessary, so it will be picked up next Tuesday, along with the wheelchair and the tray table. Life in the house begins to normalize.
Roscoe has only this to say about coronavirus…
Harry worked well into the evening in the studio…
One casualty of the isolation protocol is hair, which cannot be tended to by Shawn, our brilliant stylist. We are both getting quite shaggy, but as problems go, that’s not of much concern. I do miss conversations with Shawn, though. I always look forward to seeing him every six weeks, as much for the talks as for the haircut. The way things are going, it might be six months. God help us if we have to cut our own hair!
And so, March has gone out like a lamb in terms of weather, but it has been a strange and scary month, like something out of a bad dream. We are so fortunate in so many ways, and hope that everyone is staying safe and well, though we know it’s not the case for all. Let’s try to make the most of each day, help where we can, hope for good luck, and bless the health care workers and others in the thick of things.
Well said!
The days are a mixture, some things are unfortunate but so far endurable. Your blog is one of my pleasant routines. Love Roscoe in the tree and the part about haircuts! When will we be able to get haircuts? Glad you’re back in the saddle!
We too are blessed to be in a quiet corner of the world. But we are weeks away from your lovely spring colors, so thank you for sharing the wonderful pictures. I’m with Roscoe on the virus issue. Ventured out for groceries yesterday—everyone was so frightened and hurried! I of course was perfectly calm. 😂 When I got home, everything, including the car was sprayed with the bleach solution, I washed my hands about 20 times in the hour it took to process everything, then washed my clothes and my coat. Then soaked in the Epsom salt bath for a couple hours before all was well in my world. Harry’s joy in his studio emanates from my screen! Love your updates ❤️ Have some good rides 🙂
I agree with Rebecca, Anne, your blog is a valued part of my routine in the morning. Isn’t it wonderful, miraculous really, how things can change in a couple weeks, and often from not so good to pretty darn great! Happy to be witness to this scenario in your beloved household.