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Morning in the Garden of Good and Evil

Since the middle of May, a compressed nerve in my neck has made just about any activity with my right arm excruciating. Above all, I can’t type or write for more than a few minutes at a time. I’m in full-on treatment mode, but this thing is taking forever to release me from its Vulcan pinch.

I’m fit to burst with stories and projects and activities, but my husband suggested the enforced recovery time is a signal that I shut up already and see what the rest of the world has to tell me. He’s wise – and kinda ouchy – like that.

So, I took my camera out to the yard with me today to see what I could learn. (Click on the thumbnail to get a full-screen slideshow.)