Excepting a couple of trips to the store, I haven’t been away from my house in 10 days, not since I reinjured my foot. This doesn’t mean I’ve stayed off my foot, though. A couple of days ago I raked leaves and covered the garden and there are chores. I’m not a sedentary person by nature or inclination. Luckily — as I’ve written before — my main form of exercise is a stationary bike, fondly dubbed The Bike to Nowhere or I’d be stark raving mad by now.
It puzzles me that I don’t need more human interaction — but I think some of that is supplied by the Internet, this blog, Facebook and talking on the phone with friends.
I’ve accomplished a lot — set up the book launch party for Baby Duck. Designed a 3 fold brochure advertising all of my books that are in the Narrow Gauge Bookstore in Alamosa where the event will be held. Made a complex slide show as entertainment for said event. Planned the party — and the party favors. All that’s left is going to the store and dealing with the physical logistics. I’m having the party while the store is open. Why not? There are not so many people in this valley that the place will be packed with humanity AND anyone who goes there is interested in books. My goal is to get the word out that I write pretty OK most of the time and would like to sell books.
BUT…my friend Elizabeth is, I think, maybe, a little concerned for the state of my mental health. That’s fine with me. She’s a wise person, and I both trust and love her. We’re going out into the world tomorrow to the mountain town of Crestone in the Sangre de Cristos, the mountains on the east side of the San Luis Valley. I have only been there once and never in the town itself, but to a very lovely hot spring, Valley View which, among other things, is the only place in Colorado where you can see fireflies as well as an amazing collection of bats.
Crestone is famous as a spiritual center, and there are probably more religions practiced formally there than in most places in the world. There are many artists and the goal tomorrow is a studio tour. The term “spiritual center” always leaves me a little edgy and bewildered. Is there any place on this earth that is NOT a spiritual center? It strikes me that this whole planet is as holy and sacred as anything could possibly be, not to mention the universe that contains it, but yeah. I just have to shrug things off. BUT the Episcopal church in Crestone is a log cabin which is pretty cool.
I have hiking boots and I will wear them to splint the bad foot, but I’ll take a pair of shoes in case the boots prove more than I can handle.
I got them on eBay. I wanted old-school leather hiking boots like those I wore for years and NEVER injured my feet. My boots — those I have had for a while — are serious mountaineering boots and weigh about 3 pounds each. Way more boot than I will ever need again in my life. The boots arrived yesterday, like new, Italian leather boots, but stiff and a lot heavier than approach shoes or trail-running shoes which I’ve been wearing since the early 2000s. We’ll see. I will also take my cane which will help me take weight off my hurt foot, and the deal is that if I can’t stand it, we’ll come home.