I made a terrible mistake Saturday evening. While I was slicing and dicing onions I looked away for one second and cut myself in a VERY bad way. Worst injury I have ever experienced in my 63 1/2 years on earth. I completely sliced off the pad (where the fingerprint is) on the middle finger of my left hand. I spent a very short time in Emergency where the check-in nurse took one look at my finger and said nothing could be done. He stopped the bleeding, put a tight bandage on it, and sent us on our way. So, now we are learning how to care for this crazy wound. It's not easy, and I am a very queasy patient. I don't even want to look at it. Roger is managing the bandage replacement. This injury will take a while to heal. I have been told that the skin will regenerate. I am definitely looking forward to that.
We did get to see some interesting bird behavior out at the marsh Saturday afternoon. I made a little video of it.
These are Northern Shovelers in an eating circle. Something yummy must have been swimming right underneath them. They barely had to do much dabbling. I said to Roger that no matter how many times we walk this marsh and bay, we always see something new that surprises us and teaches us something new about bird behaviors.
We plan to keep on walking, and I'll be grateful that my camera is perfect for my right hand, which is still working. Yay!