I miss gardening, can't kneel without pain, so don't. If I don't kneel, knee doesn't bother me. Seems a satisfactory compromise all around.
Boiling water for a spaghetti supper, using some of the sauce I made yesterday, and will again serve myself a glass of pinot gricio to go with, as well as a slice of today's orange cranberry nut bread that just came out of the pan. Rose nicely, now we'll see what the flavor is like.
Interesting about the relief for the night foot pain. I suspect the massaging gets the blood circulating and the socks keep the warmth of the circulating blood in, and eases the pain. When I told the foot doctor that I had socked my"bunion" for lack of a better word, in hot soaks, she was horrified. Said they learned in school that hot soaks would aggravate the inflammation. Not on this baby. I always use hot rather than cold. May be psychological relief, but whatever, it works.
Water must be boiling by now, ready for the spaghetti.
"Each one of us contributes in some unique way to the composition of life."
~ Mr. Rogers