I heard something on the radio about a pianist who had botox injections into his right hand after having no use of it for 35 years. With it he had a miraculous recovery. Apparently he had been “hearing” poeces in his head that he had learned all those years ago, and when he got the injection (into his forearm) he was able to use his hand again, perfectly.
Out my door the other morning it is obvious what all the rains have done for all these Ponderosa seeds that had been twirled around by the winds of last winter and settled into my bare spots.
