The Eyes Still Have It.

 

One of the neighbor goats soaking up the sun. 

I didn't even go through that door, but I was still dilated. 

The tech apologized for having to squeeze those piercing drops into my eyes but said it was necessary to see the general health of my eyes. 

When then the doctor came in, he used a few instruments to look at my eyes up close and personal. 

When he was done, he showed me the pictures that had been taken of the inner workings of my eyes. 

The repaired retina is visible but still in fine repair.  He said I would have a macular scan from now on but nothing to worry about now. 

In fact, he said he could not find a lot wrong with my eyes.  He would give me a prescription if I want to sharpen up the distance but said it probably isn't necessary. 

And, he saw the cheaters hanging around my neck for close up stuff.  That was a choice I made when I had my cataracts removed.  

I wanted to see things at a distance and knew that the Co-Op spectacles for close up vision are still fairly cheap. 

So, I walked out with dilated eyes and a euphoric sunny-day feeling that I had passed my eye exam at almost 79 with maybe even an A.  Adding frosting to the cake, I even passed the blood pressure test. 

It seems, however, that the dilation lasts longer than it did in the past.  Still, it wasn't bad or blurry enough to keep me from taking off for Bonners Ferry a couple of hours later and picking up our pork at South Hill Lockers. 

Just had some of those pork links . . . very good. 

Knowing Bill was driving to Spokane and that he and Annie wouldn't be home for a few hours, I took some extra time and drove the District 2 Road north of the Kootenai River, where my dilated eyes saw a few neat farm scenes. 

Since I rarely drive that road, the barns along the way provided some new subjects for photos, as did the chickens crossing the road. 

This time it looked like the chickens were crossing the road to get the mail.

I drove back through downtown Bonners and then on home to unload the pork. 

Of course, there were more photos along the way and throughout the day that made me very happy that my eyes still have it. 

It's a really good feeling to be able to see the beauty and wonders of this world.  It's even better to document it and share it with others. 

I wish everyone in this world would use their eyes for seeing the good and that they were not so blind when the bad is staring them right in the face and they just look away. 

Maybe more eye exams and more dilating are in order. 

As for me, I'll keep doing my best to see and share the positive. It's a truly uplifting feeling.

Happy Friday.  

One Fine Day, Almost

 

Yup, it was a very fine day until the end when I  turned the TV off earlier than expected. 

The sun came out. 

I shed my coat and raked the rocks that had been plowed onto the lawn on both sides of the driveway. 

Then, I met Mike, the substitute mailman.  

How nice it was to learn that he's a neighbor and, speaking of nice, so is Mike. 

Welcome to the neighborhood, Mike.  You are nice and also very efficient at delivering the mail. 

Later, while doing some errands in town, I received a text that my sisters were going out to Robyn's to pay for the new live-in horse trailer that they had purchased from her. They asked if I'd like to join them. 

So, I did.  

It's always fun to see Robyn who sold us our very first Border Collie named Kiwi. 

Robyn and Bob now have five Border Collies at their farm off from Dufort Road. When company comes, so do all five dogs. 

They like to hang with humans, especially if the humans know how to throw something. 

A few throwing arms got a little practice during our visit.

It was a fun time looking at the beautiful, well-kept trailer, which will have its sheep and Border Collie decals exchanged for something horsey. 

Bob and Robyn has used the trailer to haul their Border Collies to competitions. 

We came home, all excited for the Gonzaga game.  Soon after the tip-off, our one fine day began to spiral downward. 

It was NOT a good night for the ZAGS, and that was apparent, almost from the get-go. 

Bill told me this morning that they came within five points of catching up with Portland.  He had to tell me that because I quit watching when the ZAGS were trailing by teens with just over three minutes to go. 

It was painful but expected.  We all have days when our "A" games have gone into dormancy.  It looked more like a C-minus game for the ZAGS last night. 

They'll bounce back.  

The one good thing about the loss is that it probably gave the all-knowing online armchair quarterbacks, who always think the ZAGS are not that good, a rare sense of validation.

Anyway, what had been a beautiful and upbeat day ended on a little sour note, but today's a new day. 

Right now I'm seeing thick fog outside the windows, but it should get warmer and burn off. 

I have my eye appointment this morning and will go get our half-a-hog this afternoon.  In the meantime, Bill will be heading to Spokane Airport to pick up Annie. 

And, then the fun begins. 

Happy Thursday. 

I'm hoping Hudl will be working tonight cuz Willie's Bulldogs will take on Coeur d'Alene once again on their home court.  The game begins at 7. 

Hudl will work for streaming the game or it may not.  It's always an adventure. 

GO, BULLDOGS!!!

Mike, the mailman.

 

My sisters, Laurie and Barbara, with their five new best friends. 

Thursday Throwbacks:  assorted images of yesteryear from the photo library.  Enjoy.