Happy Halloween

Our fairy forests of fancy toadstools keep coming along. The garden where we have enjoyed a few more each year for several years has taken another big jump.

The larger batch, the other side of the porch, is undoubtedly boosted by the construction next door with its removal of the large laurel hedge and scattering of wood debris. I think there have been one or two over there the last few years, but nothing like this.

Compare that to last week. And note that the open caps are five to nine inches across!

Fun stuff.

Happy Halloween.

Toadstools

We seem to have a nice crop of toadstools coming along for Halloween.

Eyeball - The Sequel

Eyeball number two has been modified.

I am handling it well, having been through this before.

There is a purple L on my forehead which I will leave on to help me remember which eye drops go in which eyeball. Four more weeks of eye drops. Two weeks of both eyes.

It almost makes me wish I had more eyeballs so we could keep doing this every two weeks every two weeks every two weeks ...

9 10 11

I really wanted to do a '9 10 11' post.

How about this morning's early sunlight on the front yard hemlocks' "squaw wood"?

There probably should be a modern replacement term for that, but I couldn't find one with a quick google.

The stuff more than the name, so I'm amenable to changing - as long as there as at least some sense of woodsiness.

I am enjoying the enhanced detail with my post-surgery eye: not just less fog & more resolution, but more shadow detail & enhanced colors.

Pretty impressive - 'this one goes to eleven.'

9-10-11

Woof.

Eyeball Day 2

I took my patch off this morning, and could see out of both eyes. :)

Surprisingly enough, I don't look like I've been poked in the eye with a sharp stick.

Everyone I can remember seeing shortly after their cataract surgery looked bad.

Not surprising since it sorta consists of sophisticated poking by a sophisticated sharp stick.

Chris came to inspect & cheer me & took me to lunch & the beach.

We saw a turtle, and a seagull that had been given an ugly but interesting fish by a fisherman on the fishing pier.

Mug shot

So ... they made a hole my eye this morning & sucked some of the innards out, folded a replacement plastic lens in half, stuck it in through the hole & unfolded it.

No big deal.

Everything seems to have gone quite well.

Obviously that lumpiness covering my right eye is interfering with my glasses sitting properly, which is making computer usage and reading hard. That is aggravated by having the covered eye chipping in with a noisy grayness instead of just signing off for a while.

So I am playing with Wedgits.

Eliza brought me lunch, which we ate out in our picnic area. Very nice Vietnamese Sandwiches.

The purple R on my forehead may take a few days to go away, sort of an homage to Stephen Crane?

The patch comes off in the morning. It is a nuisance and I will be glad to be rid of it.

For the last week I have been doing eye drops in that eye four times a day - adding a second one a couple of days ago. Five minutes apart - which is just enough time for me to often lose track so it really seems like six or seven times a day.

Each time I put a drop in I am supposed to keep my eye closed for a minute afterward. If I get distracted I sometimes forget to open my eye for a few minutes.

I keep thinking I have just forgotten to open my eye again, but it turns out to be the patch.

[sigh]

It will all be better soon.

In the meantime: Wedgits.

Melvin meets Gracie

Melvin & I thought we'd have some quality time at the beach with a little construction.

But then Gracie arrived and took an overly strong interest in Melvin. I didn't even know I had this picture until I uploaded from my camera.

After a few minutes encouragement by dog-walker - not owner so less in control - and myself, we recovered poor melvin from Gracie.

I think Melvin is holding on here to keep from falling over - he seems to have lost interest in building and still hasn't asked where his hat went.

When I got up to 85th I saw Gracie & person jogging east so i caught them on the corner by our house & got a couple of pictures. She was still glad I wasn't mad, and was happy to pose with Gracie.

Melvin spent some time out on the front porch drying out. When I brought him in he was mostly dry but perhaps permanently bedraggled. Good thing he's the stunt double, though I do think this was more than he signed on for.