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Yarrow, a long-stemmed member of the sunflower family found in the wild throughout the temperate regions of the Northern Hemisphere … Native American herbal medicine makes extensive use of yarrow. Among the Micmac people of Maine, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia, the stalk was chewed or stewed to induce sweating to “break” fevers and colds. They also pounded the stalks into a pulp to be applied to bruises, sprains, and swelling (www.wellnessmama.com)
October 01, 2016
Corybantic:
[kawr-uh-ban-tik]
adjective
1. frenzied; agitated; unrestrained.
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Yup, you're right. I was out on the trails again today, once again ignoring that sprained ankle of mine. I'm such a rebel.
I decided to visit the boardwalk trail today because it's a fairly flat walk on a steady surface instead of my preferred trail at Mer Bleue which is wooded with treacherous roots just waiting to trip people. See, I'm trying.
All week I've been trying to get a panoramic shot, but have failed each day. But today I've redeemed myself and ended up with two that made choosing difficult, so you can find the alternative shot in the comments.
I decided on this one as the main image because one, I came up with a title easily and two, I liked the colours better here.
Anyway, hope everyone has had a good day.
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I sprained the absolute hell out of my ankle minutes after getting this shot, so to see that it turned out well...is still little consolation. I'm joking somewhat. At least I got something.
October 07, 2016
Brume:
[broom]
noun
1. mist; fog.
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So... there was fog this morning. I tried to resist, I really did. The last time I went chasing the fog I rolled and sprained my ankle, but the call was too strong and there I was out in a field standing in dense fog once again.
No regrets, and I managed not to twist up my ankle this time around.
I'm not 100% content with this shot; I had to merge it twice to get the right effect and even then I find it slightly off, but hey, the more practice, the better I'll get!
Hope everyone has had a good Friday!
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Back from my photography week away in Wales and really didn't know where to start with the editing/posting until this afternoon as have spent around 8 hours in the past 24 hours in A&E due to a fall just after I took this image on Monday. Thought initially I had just badly sprained my wrist but the pain would not subside and this afternoon (once X-Ray had opened again from last night) I was told that I had broken a bone in my wrist, resulting in a cast being set on my forearm. Oh well, hopefully the shot was worth it.....
Saturday morning was glorious. The sky! The green, green grass! The sunshine! The flowers! All caught my eye in this vineyard not far from where I live. We pulled off the road, and I hopped out, camera at the ready. As I looked for the best shot, the waterlogged country road edge crumbled beneath my feet, and I and my camera went down. The good news is it resulted in only a scratch on the rugged camera body (the lens didn't hit, thank goodness), and on me, a sprained ankle and a few stitches on a knee. Photography is not supposed to be a contact sport! No worries, though; I am in good spirits and will be mended in just a few days. Cheers!
This hand and it’s coworker have been through it all. Cut, scratched, burned, almost frozen, slammed in doors, slipping wrenches, hammered, impaled with splinters, callused, sprained…and never let me down.
The riot of colour is subdued here; compressed into greens and blues with painter's whites left smudged in the corners, abstractly blended with blueish hues. The lake is ice. I sprain my ankle running, and while mum ventures further up the hill I sit with my foot in an eddie of the stream and numb the pain.
I woke up in an ice cold tent. We travelled around Windemere and saw Aria Force waterfalls, but most of my adventures are wrapped up in 35mm canisters that will be unravelled tomorrow morning (I can't wait). I slept most of the journey home, waking only to sing along to the CDs playing in the car.
Beginning a summer one hundred, as inspired by Rosa. See her own summer one hundred here.
Megan is 10 years old today,
Unfortunately Megan fell over yesterday and today we had a virtual veterinary appointment (on face time) we think she has sprained her front ankle and has pain medication.
Trust her to need the vet during this lockdown.
Thanks for your visit, take care, stay in and stay safe my Flickr friends 👍
Many thank you's for stopping by. I am so busy I will get to you plus I tripped over dropped clothes I was carrying nd re-sprained my foot. Stuck in the house.
Texture, thanks to Skeletalmass.
September 26, 2016
Longanimity:
[long-guh-nim-i-tee]
noun
1. patient endurance of hardship, injuries, or offense; forbearance.
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I ventured to the doctor's office this afternoon to get the results of an ankle x-ray I had done last week; turns out that when I rolled my ankle a few weeks ago I sprained a ligament or two.
"Take it easy," he advised, so immediately after the appointment I set off to Mer Bleue for a quick walk on the trails.
I was hoping for a panoramic today, but this little leaf stood out and begged for a photo. Who am I to deny it?
Anyway, hope everyone has had a good day.
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With my sprained ankle, my photo opportunities are limited to things I can photograph indoors (or things I can easily hobble to outdoors).
These mini-tulips came from a bunch of cut flowers I had in the house.
After a lengthy hiatus of 5 weeks from I've begun to slowly ease myself back into cycling. I previously inquired to the minds of this group regarding my knee pain, and after a visit to a sports medicine doctor with x-rays follow up with MRIs I was diagnosed with "early thinning or loss of cartilage" underneath my kneecaps. Which causes some alignment issues when I bend and straighten my knee. Additionally, my left knee which is the one that seems to give me more problems likely had an ACL sprain at some point.
Just over a week ago, I took this photo while limping around Holyrood Park in the snow with a sprained ankle. It didn't last longer than a day or two, however, as it is was even 12 degrees celsius today.
Fuji X-Pro 1
XF 35mm f/1.4R
We're Back! After a couple of days rest Ted's paw is completely fine, so it must have been just a sprain. Thank you for all your lovely comments. I have sooo much to catch up on.
We've had a lovely time and as always it's sad to be home lol We miss our daily beach walks.
A little movie fact - While we were at this beach a film crew were filming a movie called "Their Finest Hour and a Half" This beach sees so much "Hollywood action" ha!
The second of 2 black & white photos of this subject.
From the park website:
Here at White Sands, the Rio Grande cottonwood often appears stunted because much of its trunk is buried by the sand. A member of the willow family, its presence here indicates a dependable water source. Cottonwoods in the park also serve as nesting and roosting sites for many different bird species and provide much needed shade during the hot summer months. Its wood is soft and valued for its workability and texture. It was used by American Indians for masks and cylinders for drums. Strips of the branches and bark were woven into baskets. The tree’s buds and flowers are edible. The bark has purported curative powers and was used for treating bruises, strains, and sprains. A tea made from the bark is an anti-inflammatory agent and mild diuretic.
The last humongous sandwiches were sliced on December 31st 2016 after 79 years in business at the Carnegie Deli at 854 7th Avenue, a few blocks south of Carnegie Hall as another New York Institution shutters after serving loyal patrons that included the likes of countless celebrities, Broadway and Hollywood stars alike for almost four decades. That’s the bad news, the good news is that Carnegie Deli will continue to serve its signature sandwiches and pastries at its ‘satellite’ locations at Madison Square Garden here in New York City, Bethlehem Pennsylvania and Las Vegas Nevada with much more limited menus that are much easier to manage than the very comprehensive menus that this location and Carnegie Deli’s mail order business will also continue to operate. There was a last ditch effort by upper eastside restaurateur Sammy Musovic who offered Marian Harper-Levine the owner who inherited it from her father $10,000,000 at the eleventh hour to keep the doors open which Marian turned down. The walls of the establishment were adorned with autographed photographs of the many celebrities that were patrons at this eatery, many Broadway actors that are long gone and sadly forgotten except on these walls. The outcry was melancholy, filled with sadness of yet another piece of New York City’s rich history is gone, the end of yet one more New York institution a Jewish Deli known for its oversized portions and over-the-top attitude, an essential New York experience gone.
Dickinson College history professor and author of the Pastrami on Rye: An Overstuffed History of the Jewish Deli Ted Merwin said “The Carnegie is really the New York Jewish deli,” and “It's a symbol for what I call the ethos of excess.”. Merwin explains the importance role of the integration of the Jews into American culture here in the city was being able to eat in delis in around the theater district allowing them to join and participate in the celebrity culture that emerged in the area. The Woody Allen movie Broadway Danny Rose brought this establishment much notoriety as well and I remember from my last time there that the menu had a sandwich named the Woody Allen.
I wanted to get over there for one last huge sandwich (you always took home a doggy bag if you went alone) but unfortunately a bad ankle sprain over the 2016-2017 holidays kept me off my feet and unable to get over there before the end of the year.
Taken on Olympus TG-850 processed in Photomatix Pro and cleaned up in Adobe Photoshop Lightroom.
Two weeks ago I sprained my left ankle and three weeks later it was still hurting . It had kept me 50% immobile and away from work for more than a week now. Another two weeks, said the foot doctor. I say, one more week and I'm ready to go back. Whatever.
Today I got to wear my splint on (or I call it "Astronaut Shoe") and I feel much better walking with just little pain. So come on now, I can't wait to go on a photowalk again!
Update: The sprain healed well and I went back to work the week of August 16.
I hope you are all having a great weekend.
the weather is crap once more on the West coast of Scotland and is not looking to improve soon.
I am feeling miserable with the cold so at least I am not missing any thing.
This is an old photo taken up at the Isle of Mull.
By this point I was hobbling about after spraining my ankle when trying to get an image of a standing stone.
(I will post the story and photo later)
Round up the s’mores ingredients and snuggle under comfy blankets, then settle in for a night of good old-fashioned storytelling....here's one I learned from a buddy of mine. Ever notice there is always one in the group that knows it all?
I Knew That Would Happen
Three friends, Jeff, Thomas and Jim, arrived at the Rocky Mountain campground in Valemount at 6am on the first day of their planned five-day camping and hiking trip. They allocated who would carry what on the three mile hike to a rustic campground near a waterfall. As they were each lifting the hiking packs onto their shoulders, the glass bottle of juice that was tucked into the side pocket of Jeff's pack slipped out and shattered on a rock."Yeah, I knew that would happen, the bottle was sticking more than halfway out," Thomas said, staring down at the damp earth, as the juice slowly seeped into the ground. Irritated, Jeff finished shouldering his pack and headed toward the trail without a word.
About two miles into the hike, the three friends came across a fork in the trail. The path that led to the campsite they were headed for was blocked off.
"Yeah, I knew that would happen, I saw on the National Forest website that they were doing trail repairs on these trails," Thomas remarked.
"Why didn't you mention it?" Jim asked.
"I don't know," Thomas answered and shrugged.
As they followed the trail to the right, which their map showed would take them on a four mile loop that would ultimately come to the campground where they wanted to camp, it started to rain.
"I knew that would happen," Thomas muttered.
As they continued along in the rain, Jeff slipped slightly on a wet rock and sprained his ankle. As Jeff sat on a log on the side of the trail and rubbed his ankle, Thomas stood in front of him with his arms crossed and a grim look on his face.
"Yeah, your shoes didn't have good ankle support, I knew that would happen," Thomas mumbled as he stared at Jeff's ankle.
Finally, after a few minutes of rest, the three unlucky hikers stumbled the remaining few miles to the campsite, only to discover that the rains upstream had turned the campsite beside the waterfall into a flooded area.
As the three friends stood at the edge of this pond, staring at the top of the picnic tables jutting out of the water, Thomas started to open his mouth.
"I knew..." he began.
Jeff, who was standing on one foot beside Thomas, grabbed Thomas by the arm and shoved him with all of his might, into the water. Thomas sailed head first into the pond, and as he emerged and stood up, soaking wet, Jeff asked, "Did you know that would happen!!!??"
15th of September 2009 - the day after the my too early exit from a soocer game. It's the last time ever I play in a Liverpool-jersey. What was I thinking?!! - photo: myself
Our hiking was put off for a little over a week while I recovered from a sprained ankle (resulting from a fall during a hike). I've had to stick to short walks on the pavement, which can't even come close to hiking in the woods. It was refreshing to be amongst the trees again.
This photo captures the mood of this time of year for me perfectly. It's dark (the sunset is at 4:19 right now, with mostly cloudy days) and even without converting to black & white, the landscape is mostly monochromatic.
Looking down at Hidden Lake from the Hidden Lake Overlook trail at Logan Pass in Glacier National Park.
I came to the park not sure if the conditions would favorable for good photography. The smoke from the western fires left the park very hazy, if you took a photo in the middle of the day you could barely see the mountains through the haze, but by sunset the light shifts and more becomes visible.
I sprained my right LCL just before taking off for this trip ( I thought I had torn my meniscus) so I even thought of canceling my trip all together, and I will not lie, hiking up to this location and down on a sprained LCL was very painful, but I am glad I did it, and I look forward to going back again some day when I can hike around and see more of the park.
The cane is left over from a high ankle sprain several years ago. I leave it hanging there to remind me to be grateful for the ability to walk in comfort and ease.
Folkloric
- No recorded folkloric medicinal use in the Philippines.
- In Arabian traditional medicine, sap and bark are used to treat bone dislocations, rheumatism, sprains, paralysis, swellings, wounds, skin infections.
- In Saudi Arabia and Yemen, the juice from the stem and crushed bark is applied on wounds.
- In Sahel, Africa, a decoction of roots, alone or in combination with other plants, is used for treatment of venereal diseases. Root or bark extract is used as bath or lotion for skin diseases and lice. Latex is used for decaying teeth and septic wounds.
- In Somalia, root decoction used as nose drops for rhinitis.
- In Kenya, latex is rubbed on the head for lice. The bark is chewed as abortifacient.
source: stuart xchange
She ended up playing a few more points and beat her opponent. But then she dropped out of the tournament due to the ankle. She was the top seed.
This photo was taken on our last day out documenting the Freeport-McMoRan Railway, so determined to get as many shots as possible with the two runs they would make between Morenci and Clifton, we decided to rush between spots. After successfully snagging this shot of them between clifton and staring the climb up to Morenci, I started jogging back to the rental only to fall down the rock hill I had climbed and sprain my ankle a full 90°. Worth it? To me, Yes. But was it worth limping the rest of the week and getting pulled over by a cop who saw me limping back to our car during our AZER chase? Probably not.
Poor Ted has had a week of rest. It started last weekend, He kept crying out for no apparent reason, even at the slightest touch and he couldn't move around very well. The vet thinks its a muscle sprain and he's been given antibiotic's and Thankfully he seems to be on the mend now, but he's still on bed rest for at least another 2 weeks..... No playing ball for this little one! :o
For the first time in years I have been in Otley in August and I have seen the heather getting to its prime. The thing is that a couple of weeks ago I sprained my ankle playing squash and I have had to agonise over how long I need to give my ankle to recover before I can head out! In the last few days the colour looking at it from our house, has become a little less vibrant and I finally accepted that this year wasn’t going to happen. Anyway, this morning the forecast was for low cloud and I couldn’t resist it, I promised myself that I would keep to the path and I was to be VERY careful with my ankle. So tanked up on pain killers and with good intentions I headed to higher ground, (colder and more chance of the colour been at its best) and I headed to Ilkley Moor. Well the misty conditions were perfect, the heater was in full flower and there was hardly anybody around! My luck was in! Anyway I hobbled around for an hour before my ankle started to give me a bit of bother and I decided to call it a day. It would be so good to get a sunset in in the next few days, but I guess I will have to see how the ankle is and to see if the weather plays ball before the flowers fade…
This little family of 7 was seen taking a stroll down the street yesterday.
One fuzzy little gosling has an arm (or wing) dragging and the family has to wait up for it and it takes longer for them to cross the street. As you can see, a few of them preferred to stay close to the edge of this drainage swale.
A strain or sprain, perhaps. We did not stay to see if they were able to walk over the rocks. I don't think that gosling dragging the wing was faking it.
It's raining right now (4:08 am, 05/05/2024)
Day 3.
An early morning departure after staying the night at Kalapokhri (3108 m) meant leaving the small room shared by twelve people and filling our tiffinboxes for the long walk that awaited us.
On arguably the toughest day during the entire trek, we had to first climb up a couple hundred metres and then descend more than a thousand. The pathways through the core areas of the Singalila National Park were narrow enough to allow only one person at a time, and sporadic showers made things more slippery.
During the almost 26 km long trek on that day, yours truly ended up spraining his feet at least a couple of times and endured a few falls as well.
Next stop Rimbick (2286 m).
boots like hers were very in-fashion in the autumn of 2004. never seen so many girls in heels either. not even in Manhattan or Paris.
Japanese hospitals may very well be inundated with ankle-sprains...
Well, of course hundreds of other people had the same idea for today, and many of them are using the pics for their 365 day self-portraits, but I could not think of a more appropriate picture to take for this day, which makes the 365 day project into the 366 day project!!
In this pic I managed to actually get off the ground in time, look at the camera, and NOT sprain my ankle- that in itself is an accomplishment, and means that the rest of this day should go well!!!
We got to do a little bit of hiking in Oregon a few weeks ago now. I can honestly say that meeting the Pacific Ocean at the end of the trailhead has to be the best reward.
Unfortunately at a different secluded beach (Indian Beach) the outcome was not as fortunate. I was crossing a fallen tree and as I was trying to stay away from the "sneaker waves" (real term used) I planted both feet and my left foot buckled as some rocks gave way and I ended up twisting it pretty severely. Luckily it was on our last night at the beach. After an xray at home, the diagnosis was that it was severely sprained. No broken bones or structural damage.
Arch Cape, Oregon.
Mike D.
Happy Gorgeous Green Thursday !
I slipped in the bathroom yesterday and sprained my hand and foot. :-( Luckily it's nothing serious though I do have pain. I'm sorry I don't think I'll be able to comment on your pix today.
I hope you all have a great day! Hugs! :-))
On Christmas Day, these six white-tailed deer carefully crossed the river with its tricky bottom (rounded rocks) over to Kerby Island. Once out of the water, they had to get up onto the ice, then back into the water and back onto ice. Very easy for a deer to sustain a sprained ankle or worse at this time of year, let alone crossing the river at any time of year. They all made it safely!