Saturday, July 12, 2008

On the beach

I went to the beach to mow. Have you seen a guy on crutches with weight on only one foot mow? Please no jr. high jokes now; that's the kind we told! I sincerely thought I could use our gas-powered week eater while on crutches. I had trouble getting it out of the van! Saved by the golf club. We have a scythe shaped like a golf club. It's so light a cripple can swing it. In July mowing the grass at our cabin is just whacking the flowers off the dandelions. So I could do it with my very limited strength and energy. (The crutches are the least of my problems; my healing is so deep that it takes most of my energy.) Sunset at Case Inlet.

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