|The fog/low clouds this morning made it necessary for|
this vulture to take time out to dry its wings.
|Closer view of the vulture drying out its wings.|
As I grew, so did my eyes and the focal point stretched farther and farther away from the back of the eye, making me more and more near-sighted so that by the time I was 16 I was, without correction, legally blind. Fortunately for me, I was able to wear the 'new' contact lenses and that was the first time I saw my feet as they really were - rather large!
During my teens, the contact lens product changed and evolved so that I went from wearing something impermeable to those that were the beginnings of tiny plastic lenses that you could wear all day. But in my 60's, after wearing contacts lenses of all types and varieties for more than 40 years, my eyes were beginning to rebel, and I was not as confident of my driving as I had been. I felt as if something was off. I went to a wonderful opthamologist, a fellow who was teaching eye surgery at a university in Florida, and he determined that along with the dry eyes of contact wearers, I was also losing vision because of cataracts. Surgery..... scary.... eyesight.... gasp.
|Colombian sparrow checking out the gutter for water.|
|Colombian sparrow shaking off the water from a gutter bath.|
|How wonderful to have a toy that really moves!|
|2:4 Corinthians? "My message and my preaching were|
not with wise and persuasive words,
but with a demonstration of the Spirit's power."