Every year I set myself a challenge. I have a project.
When you are disabled later in life it is very easy to think your life is over. This need not necessarily be a morbid thought. It might be simply a tired recognition that your Olympic days are over, that you have climbed the mountains that you are going to climb. It can be a relief to drop all that striving, all that competition.
In my case, however, I still feel the need or desire to grow. I’ve backed off from the rat race, which I was never going to win anyway, and I’ve settled down to learning about who I am, why I’m here, and how do I live a good life.
Part of my answer is to fulfil my destiny as a biological organism and keep growing.
This is how I’ve written books, learned to use the computer with a screen reader, huge screen and high-vis keyboard.
All the more reason to do it!
These photographs show where I’m up to. You need a sighted person to fix the track down, but most of the rest can be achieved with liberal quantities of glue, an understanding spouse, a camera, ebay and a local model shop. Even making my own trees has proved possible.