First, the catching up. I have a fancy computer, two digital cameras, and two card readers. Could I get any of them to work for the old reliable digital? No, of course not. Not a problem, however. I buzzed down to CVS and had a disc made of the pictures I couldn't download. We'll start with me on the beach in Santa Barbara at Thanksgiving time.
It was a little windy.
Moving along several months, we arrive at Kris's visit the beginning of the month. Day two was sightseeing and the Disney Family Museum on the Presidio.
Kris and a famous icon
The Marin headlands
Roz and Kris
Kris and me
We had a grand time that day--it took us two days each to recover.
Onward a few days. I took the camera with me on my walk one day.
This is the view from the bench where I stop and read on the way out and on the way back.
Now, we get to Yosemite. First the view from our room on Monday when it rained all day.
Not at all a bad view. And not a bad place to be stuck on a rainy day. We stuck our noses outside for a minute or so after breakfast, got wet, and spent the day in the hotel. We took out laptops down to the sun room in the morning, took afternoon naps, and had a late dinner at the hotel.
Tuesday morning, late, we took a turn on the back lawn and walked down to the river. I did not throw my cell phone in this time.
And here we are
It isn't much, but was our home away from home:
Here's a shot of the falls from pretty much the same spot on the back lawn. 
Dory and I went to the Village for some major shopping. I sent her back to the hotel (with our purchases) to rest while I went to pay my respects to Yosemite Falls. I don't need another picture of Half Dome, but what the heck...
I love the walk from the shuttle stop to the falls. You start out walking through the woods. You hear the falls, but you don't see them. The Dogwood was wonderful.
And no, nature lovers, I didn't pick it.
You cross a bridge, then you get to the falls
I walked from the falls back to the village, then woosed out and took the shuttle back to the hotel. I shouldn't have left Dory alone. She managed to fall in the room, between the beds. I know she was hurting for the rest of the trip, but she was game for just about anything. I felt really guilty, because I felt so good.
On Wednesday, I took the shuttle to the Mirror Lake stop. I walked the mile or so up to the lake, then a mile or so around it, then back to the hotel. Steve, my favorite bellman, said it was between five and six miles. Go me!
Must be the angle, because Half Dome isn't stretched out like that.
It was a glorious four days and over all too soon. The first part of the ride home was pretty--Yosemite to Mariposa. The wild flowers were glorious. After Mariposa, it is pretty much of a grind. We had a good time together, so it was less tedious than it could have been.
Yesterday was yet another doctor appointment about my heels. I haven't blogged about them because they really aren't interesting. Painful, but boring. We had pretty much determined that it was gout before I left. I had a blood test on the 11th to confirm the diagnosis. I just didn't get the results till yesterday. My uric acid count is quite high, so gout it is. The Physician's Assistant gave me another perscription--which ended up being three pills--take two then take the other one an hour later. I'm thinking it feels better. Obviously, I didn't let it stop me.
I think we're now up to date. I'm feeling better than I have in quite some time. God's in His heaven (that would be Yosemite) and all is right with the world indeed.
xxooxx
