The view from my son’s and daughter in law’s house when the sun is rising, a few days after Christmas.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: peace.
The view from my son’s and daughter in law’s house when the sun is rising, a few days after Christmas.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: peace.
Northern Virginia, in December. The leaf litter looks so different from the Olympic Peninsula.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
From a hike in Maryland. Beautiful winter sunlight.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
And no thanks do I get
for thirty years in medicine
for thirty years of rural work
for working alone without a net
not a whisper from officials
The thanks I get are on the street
in the shops, at live music
at Gallery Walk, at thrift stores
walking through town, from friends
from patients or spouses or mothers or fathers
who thank me and update me
Thank you, Beloved, for my odd career
for leading me rural, leading me to primary care
endless learning daily and people
they are all interesting, all different
all have depths that none would guess
all of your beautiful people, Beloved
Thank you for all of it
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: tiara.
This is one of those poems where I started grumpy and did not know where it was going until it went there. The light at the end of the tunnel photograph is on the Metro in Washington, DC last week.
Tiaras probably quality as stuff.
From the US Botanic Gardens, right before Christmas.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
In clinic, a very common complaint was, “My body has changed!” This was often with shock or annoyance or betrayal. Weight up, a knee hurting, headaches, menses behaving badly as menopause approached, gentlemen with their own problems.
My muscles are getting stronger but are really grumpy. I am starting to rebuild muscle and endurance but my muscles and joint complain. I think that pain is the pain of wisdom. I am clearly very very wise, if that pain is wisdom pain. It feels better to frame it as wisdom than as “Oh, I am old.” Also it’s fun to watch people when I say, “My wisdom is really acting up today.” They get a funny look on their faces.
Medicine changes all the time too. Isn’t that a little unsettling? Science changes, ideas change, frames change. A treatment that I used 15 years ago would not be done for the same problem now. And we can treat hepatitis B and C! Hepatitis C was still named “Non A, non B hepatitis” back when I was in residency in the early 1990s. Hoorah for some things getting better.
It’s been interesting watching the changing ideas about Long Covid. Over the last year they’ve said, “Better in nine months.” “Mostly better by a year.” “Better by two years, mostly.” Also the estimates of people affected in the US have ranged from 3% to 7.4%. There is not even agreement about the definition, with the CDC talking about symptoms staying present after four weeks. Meanwhile the World Health Organization says, “It is defined as the continuation or development of new symptoms 3 months after the initial SARS-CoV-2 infection, with these symptoms lasting for at least 2 months with no other explanation.” Here: https://www.who.int/europe/news-room/fact-sheets/item/post-covid-19-condition. CDC here: https://www.cdc.gov/coronavirus/2019-ncov/long-term-effects/index.html.
I hope that we vote grown ups into office. I hope we aren’t tempted by the childish want to be dictators who say, “I can fix anything, I can do what I want, I am so great. I can make YOU great too.” I think the pandemic was very frightening and the temptation is to try to hide in an imaginary past or freeze the future or think that if we make everyone behave a certain way, no further pandemics will come. I do not think that will work, people. Vote for adults.
The photograph is from the US Botanic Gardens. Here is the model, inside:

The sculpture faces are over each arch. Here is a close up.

I think the carved face will last the longest, then probably me, then the one on the model. The model looks like it would be delicious for various smaller creatures.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: change.
From the Glenstone Museum. Fruit or seed or flower?
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Happy New Year! This is from the Glenstone Museum last week. I love the spare row of trees and the subtle colors of the grasses and trees. I am still not sure if it’s nature or a garden or something in between. Beautiful.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
“Make new friends but keep the old, one is silver but the other gold.” My parents taught me that round. We sang lots of rounds growing up.
What does the picture have to do with knitting? I knit the hat! I got to hike with old friends from the 1980s last week. They are old friends, not old! Well, we might be getting a little grey.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: knit.
Gold and grey bark, from trees at the Glenstone Museum. I’m not sure if the grounds are a garden or wild or a combination of the two. They have planted over 7000 native trees and over 10,000 native grasses. Beautiful!

For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
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