Well, I did it. I walked down the sidewalk to the post office. That's the fence in front of my house which needs pressure washing if not painting although replacement would not be a bad option either. We won't talk about the condition of the house itself.
Anyway, it felt pretty okay to walk farther than from the kitchen to the bedroom so I decided to go ahead and just continue on around the block, which I did. My ribs felt unsettled. A little shifty. Slightly looser in there than they should. But okay. I keep thinking about how they felt right after I broke them which as I described it to Glen was, "Funky." And also, "Crunchy." Which of course I knew meant "Broken." I don't like remembering this at all. It still disturbs me quite a bit. Oh well.
But it was nice to see the trees of Lloyd again. Here's a tree that I've taken many pictures of. It lives next door and there's no way to get a shot of it which shows the scale of its ancient magnificent size and splendor.