Out in the woods

In case you’ve been living under a rock — it’s been reported all over the Internet recently: On Jun 23rd we will be able to observe a Supermoon. If in your place of the world the cloud cover doesn’t jeopardize it, that is. That Supermoon coincides with my leg having reached a state in which I can go camping again, yay!

So in case you don’t have any plans for this weekend yet, go grab your camera and tripod and go out shooting the moon together with a nice earthly subject — a single tree, a mountain or a dimly lit building come to mind. Just remember to plan ahead. Which brings The Photographer’s Ephemeris to mind.

Yay, camping! Camp fire! Beverages! Marshmallows on fire!

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Hold those young horses…

It’s been just a tad over 3 months now that I had a rather unfriendly encounter with something on a skiing slope. Can’t remember details but from the doc’s assessment some 12hrs and an odyssey through Korea later, I must assume that that something was very solid and me moving rather quickly at the time of impact.

Anyway, while my completely shattered ankle bone had 2 surgeries, a perceived ton of steel bars and screws plus 3 months of time to heal, my 6 fractured ribs, deflated lung and ruptured spleen had enough time to catch on. Merely laying and sitting around during all the time also had the beneficial effect of my leg muscles being able to take an extended rest while my mind had the pleasure to enjoy the beautiful sounds and colors only medically prescribed opiates can induce. A lengthy rest for my leg muscles to a degree where they somewhere along the way decided that they are no longer required. They hence vanished (probably into one of these empty wine bottles which somehow materialized and dematerialized next to my couch all the time) turning my legs into something a toothpick would call anorexic. My muscles had great support from my Doc during all this time, he told me not to do any exercise whatsoever since it may interfere with bone healing.

But now, the 3 months and a tad are over. And today was the great day where I visited the doc again. He looked at the X-Ray of my anorexic toothpick and declared that the bone is almost completely healed. And that, effective immediately, I could put my crutches into a corner and just walk out of the hospital on my toothpick. Simple as that. He even proved me by asking me to take a few steps without crutches. I didn’t collapse! Well, at least not during the first half of the first step, that is.

I have today understood the real problem with the modern health care system. It’s all these unnecessary physiotherapists that inflate health care costs. Send them into a toothpick factory! Or just ask them to manufacture and deliver aforementioned opiates to the public. Humanity would leapfrog!

On a loosely related note, I have made an appointment with PT for immediately after the weekend. I’ll show these guys how useless they are!

a large move, virtual in nature

hajo.net is going to shrink in the near future. Maybe even disappear completely, at least from my own hardware.
Technology is evolving, so am I — away from trying to keep up with latest moves such as making web appearances compatible to new gadgets. The touchscreen devices caught me. I won’t make my photo album play well with your latest gadget. Neither will my website play along well.
Instead, my photo album will keep living at my Flickr page. So head over there if you want to keep seeing what I see.
Or stay here and watch for updates. There might be some.