No Pockets, One Knee

That's the problem.

All Winter, Fall and Spring, I wear a vest when I go out to the barn and fields. You've seen the ugly, well worn, and often smelly thing, on Farm Fashion features. It has deep, deep pockets, so I can carry, the shock collar remote, treats, syringes, glasses, all sorts of stuff, AND the camera. With these hotter days, and shorts and tanks, pockets are not always part of my attire.

Hence the problem. No camera. No photos and videos that you and I love to see. I know my written word can be of interest at times, but folks, we know, its the pictures we love. I have loved photography in my own humble way since - heck - I don't know! Since when I took pictures, people liked to look at them. So I apologize for the lack of posts and photos, as this is part of the problem.

The other part, that came to a head yesterday, is my knee that has been slowing me down in my chores. After x-rays and physical therapy in the past month, nothing was found and they were stumped as to the cause.

Last night's barn chores put the knee over the edge. It was the bucket that broke the camel's back situation, and the knee popped. Such pain. I wondered if someone might find me there unable to walk, with goats clambering all over me, looking for food and attention.

After regaining my breath and finding I could take baby steps on my heel, I made it to the house, and called my neighbor to help get the herd in the barn. Thank you Karen!

This story can and will go on, but its time to ice the knee and get ready to inch my way to the car and get to the doctor's office. I still have my driving leg, and its a short drive. We'll see what's next.

Not looking for sympathy, just excusing myself from the more regular posts if things get medical here.

And there still is the pocket problem!