O frabjous day!

I am off crutches! The doctor said that, while the fractures are still there, not healed, I can begin to walk on the foot. But, “No marathons,” he said. I am happy to comply with that last because I can’t run a marathon anyway.

I can type real well, but obviously, that’s not regarded as exercise.

Maybe I can now do something else all day besides mess with the computer and take pictures of his cat for my son. But no hikes in the woods to see the start of spring migration yet.

Yes, spring migration is starting. The first few intrepid bird-souls are starting northward from Peru and Central America and the Bahamas. You can cut the excitement with a knife, can’t you?