The leg is feeling better, and I have lessened the amount of Advil that I am taking each day. It still is not anywhere near 100%, however, and I don't want to push things.
But, yesterday, I thought I was going to go stir crazy. I seem to have become addicted to getting out and walking. I need to see what is going on in the natural world. So, I decided I would go, but I would only go to places where I didn't have to walk far.
The first place I went to was to the spit of land that separates the Bay from Lake Ontario. The lake was cold looking, with an ice shelf extending several feet out into the water. I saw an occasional bird flying fast across the water, but I couldn't get a picture of any, and they were too far away for me to tell what they were.
I decided, from there, to take a quick swing over to the Big Meadow. I hadn't been there since fall. From the looks of things, neither had many other people. There was a small trodden path leading to the Big Woods, but, other than that, things were pretty pristine. Cold looking, but pristine.
But, if you look closely, you can see the trail stretching out around the meadow. It won't be too long now before I'm out there, looking for spring flowers. I'm getting anxious. This has been a hard season, even for those of us who are used to winter weather.