Greetings Gentle Readers. Is this not the cutest thing you have seen in quite some time? It's a coyote puppy that was rescued from a storm drain in Lacey, Washington. He seems very content with his current situation, nestled in a rescuer's arm.
We've been walking the perimeter of the park daily. The number of people playing pickle ball is just amazing. Two years ago, I don't think the courts were even there.
George, the park owner is engaged in a construction project. They're doing massive digging and demolition.
Notice the piles of blocks and dirt. That's a back hoe on the left, which gives you some idea of how much excavation they've done.
This is the concrete base of the hot tub that used to be there. Notice that there are two jack hammers stuck on the upper right hand side. It's going to be a bear to get that out of there, it is built hell for stout.
Here is a tiny bird. There's a hole in the palm tree, he likes to go in and then come out. My hummingbirds have deserted me in the morning. They don't come to the feeder until late afternoon, early dusk. So there are no opportunities for any more pictures of them.
We did the leg work out at the gym yesterday. Our first machine was a little nerve wracking, one lifts their body mass up with the legs with weight on the shoulders, it would be possible to over bend the knees on the way back down. Anyway, Jim did that as well as the hamstring curl machine. Bad, just bad. Today the repaired tendon is swollen and sore. I think the leg workout is off the table for awhile. On the good side of the recovery, the "invalid bag", as the giant purse is called, has been retired; a new vegan bag has been brought out of the closet, and pressed into service. Pretty exciting stuff here in the Recovery RV.
That's it - that's what's happening in the Old Pueblo.