--Walking through the tall grass using a cane probably isn't to smart. Especially since I’ve yet to master the dang fool thing. But if there's one thing I never been accused of is having a bucket of brains to spare.
--After five minute's I came to the realization that walking anywhere having to do with a cane was a pain in the neck. Walking in tall grass that seemed determined to trip me with every other step was just asking for trouble.
--And if that wasn't enough to keep me focused I had to contend with dang fool grasshopper’s who seemed to be doing their version of ninja fighting. Jumping up and at each other.
--But I did eventually find the grapes we planted, an found out they weren’t ripe yet. The exercise was good even though by the time I got back to the house I found I was leaning more and more on the dang fool cane.
--Before I opened the front door I found I had picked up a hitchhiker it seems a dang fool grasshopper was in my pocket. I set the little fool loose on the railing figuring he'd find his way. Or taz and squash would find a new playmate.....
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