Saturday, October 08, 2016

The gravel pit's stone sifter

I was taken aback as I got ready for bed last night. I was more beat up from trimming buckthorn yesterday than I thought. Not only do I have scratches across my arms and hands (had to dig two thorns out of my palm) but my long pants hadn't been much protection either. I had developing black & blue marks along w/ puncture wounds up and down my legs. The hand I'd held the pruners in was swollen. Can't complain. My wounds are minor and don't hurt - I fell asleep almost immediately after I got in bed and walked the long trail through the swamps this morning. There are plenty of others that had a worse day than I had: people living in Aleppo, those in the path of hurricane Matthew, Mr. Trump.

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