First Vines Planted

Saturday 30th October 2021 –

I wasn’t sure if I was going to make the title of this post about the vines or about my toenail. I concluded, we’ll still be talking about the vines in years to come and I will refer to this blog for photos of the vines. The toenail will be long forgot!

Yesterday, Mike drove out to a special vine nursery where every year thousands of vines are sold to wine farmers. Mike bought 6 stems and today, he set about planting some of them. After going out to buy potting soil, Mike planted them…the white pipe is in place to water their roots. We will be keeping them well watered.

Mike digging the hole for the next one…this is outside our front door. This is what every 70 year old does on a Saturday afternoon, don’t they?

Meantime, although we swam this morning and it took me more than 48 minutes to swim (almost) 2km, I walked down to the shops to buy some milk for the Little Lookout guests who arrive this evening. The day was delicious.

Coming back from Hillside to Highway, I walked the Daisy Lane…

Onto the toenail. Backstory, more than a year ago, I put my tacky on and felt something sting me. It was so sore. My left big toe got infected by whatever it was. It swelled up and was sore and red.  Dr said it was a paronychia and he lanced it. This was 9th October 2020….it was incredibly painful. I don’t think I’ve experience such pain since labour!

He put me on an antibiotic, which didn’t work. It was still infected. Eventually, my doctor managed to get a pus sample out of it and sent it to the lab to find out what antibiotic would work. After that course, the infection cleared up but the nail had died. And so began the long long process of watching the nail the creep up my toe. This was 9th August this year…old growing out…nice new one coming.

The old was still firmly attached to my toe. I tried a few times to wangle it out without success. Today, it looked like this…

While I was cutting my toenail, I lifted the edge and it just popped off. It seems to be a layer of the dead nail that came off, leaving a little behind, so now it looks like this…you can see where the new nail is.

I’ll just be waiting another few months until the rest of the old has gone and I then I will appreciate a regular toenail.  Advice to anyone with the same issue? Don’t have your toenail removed. I nearly did, but apparently it has the tendency to grow back uneven. This way, it’s straight and brand new!

Butter chicken for dinner.

1 Chronicles 22:13

Be strong and courageous; do not be afraid or lose heart!


The best is yet to come – we are only passing through.

Keep the smile going.

God bless you.

In His Grip,

Helga xx 🙂

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