For you non-sporting types, that stands for Injured Reserve.
I tweaked my back on Thursday taking a not-so-little-anymore girl out of a shopping cart. With some heat and gentle stretching, it’s healing, but I’m staying off the icy yard until it’s normal.
Or the ice melts, whichever come first…
Angel’s been out to play with Grandad in what’s left of the snow, and she’s been doing the stretching exercises with me in the mornings. In the afternoon, we sometimes watch movies.
Right now, that means The Secret Garden. Every day, at least once. She’s crazy about it…
It’s a long-time favorite of mine – as you can probably imagine – but I was surprised it held her attention as well as it did. Watching those gardens unfold on the screen every afternoon is magic to drive away the winter’s chill…balm for the soul, if you will.
All the photos today are from last spring. If the coming season is anything like it, we’re only about 90 days from fresh asparagus!