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Several of you have asked me privately about the progress I'm making toward walking like a normal person; thanks for the inquiries.  This past week I saw my doctor who had my most recent X-rays.  She told me this coming week I can get rid of the boot and start physiotherapy for my left ankle.  It was twisted to both the outside and inside of my foot when I fell and without the boot it is weak.  I'm still taking steps going down rather slowly, but otherwise continue to make good progress.  Just in time as there is the possibility of snow on the mountain this week.

Since I've been walking more it seems I've become tired again, just by doing my job.  This was the first week in a month's time that I didn't require people to meet with me in my office; I instead went to wherever on campus the meeting was held.  Getting from point A to point B on a university campus takes a certain amount of energy; but when that campus is on a mountain, there is an added certain amount of up and down added to the distance.  So like the first week of recovery, I came home tired each day with little energy to knit.

So I worked on things that were old friends and didn't create much of a challenge.  Here's three pieces of cake I knit this week.  As you can see, the the chocolate cake with the pink frosting still needs to be sewn together.  Making these reinspired me with regard to cakes.  I can see myself making mini two-layer cakes and decorating them.  More about this later.

The left piece chocolate with yellow frosting and a cabbage rose, the middle a lemon cake with butter cream  frosting and another cabbage rose and the unfinished right piece, a chocolate cake with pink frosting and pink bobbles on top

In closing here's an approximate 1 minute video of the view from my family room on Saturday afternoon.  Fall has definitely hit here in the North Pacific Northwest.

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