6:30 A.M.  While the pooches were still sleeping, I got up and went out to clear the night’s cache of blown leaves and petals from the pool, then did my hour of exercises.  8:00 A.M. I took this photo of my chimney stack reflected in the water on the top of my hot tub pool cover, then thankfully placed my camera/phone on a nearby chair before attempting to climb down into the hot tub.  Slipped on algae I had somehow missed cleaning from the pool stairs and fell, landing with my head in the hot tub, one leg in the pool, one on the bench in the hot tub, twisting and gashing and spraining my left ankle. Thank God I didn’t hit my head!  9:35, sitting at my desk with my leg up on a bench, icing down the ankle, whose swelling has gone down remarkably, milking the Internet for sympathy.  Perils of living alone. Glad it turned out as well as it did. Not broken. I can still walk on it. Just bruised and swollen and muscle-sore.