The blog entry on the
19th of August last year was about different ways of being creative.
My biggest creation in life was going to be our children, but I have now found
other ways of being creative. These outlets don’t replace the children we could
have had, but they do provide a way for me to be creative in my life in other
ways.
One of these ways was
to redo our front yard. I had plans to have it all finished by last September
(the beginning of our spring). It would have a fake creek bed, indigenous
plants and new bark to cover the dirt and keep the water in the soil as much as
possible.
But life decided otherwise.
We have done some
work, but I had had problems with my feet since last May and they got
progressively worse over the next few months to the point where walking and
standing was painful. So, the garden had to be put aside.
I was angry about the
situation for a while. It seemed that life was going to throw another obstacle
my way to prevent me creating something beautiful. Fortunately I found a foot
clinic that does not use surgery or orthotics and they have been able to
significantly reduce the structural pain in my feet.
I have another issue
where my feet feel like they are burning, and none of the specialists I have
seen have been able to work out what is wrong. My neurologist has given me new
medication in regards to my epilepsy (I started to have a new type of seizure a
few months ago) and one of the benefits of this is that it helps with pain as
well. My feet aren’t perfect now, but I can walk, I can bike ride again, and I
can garden!
I have been very fortunate
and now only have to deal with a small amount of pain – which I am learning to
cope with.
So, now my garden is
up for some digging and planting and weeding…I can’t wait!
These are some photos
of where we are up to, and I promise to update you on our progress.
Life hasn’t allowed me to create children, but I am creative none the less.
The start of the creek bed |
Another view of the creek bed |
Black Anther Lily |
Pig face |
Knobby club rush |
Wattle |
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