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@SusieShoes, your posts often evoke memories and stories. My dad worked as a soda jerk in high school. Most nights of the week, he would show up at my mom's house in the evening with a pint of ice cream in hand for the family. He wormed his way into my grandmother's heart with her favorite flavor of ice cream!
I love the contrasting images of "precious snowflakes" and "mighty knees." You've nailed that! I'm sure reality resides somewhere in between. I thought of you and your recent descriptions of your mighty knees last night when we were walking. My knee felt like a real knee, striding along! No fears about buckling, stepping wrong, or getting a zinger. For a few moments (until I drew my attention back to the knee), I was just another person strolling along the river in the autumn dusk.
Are you sure there's no skydiving in your future? My husband gave my daughter a bit of extra money for a college trip to New Zealand, saying, "Spend it on something you would normally think is too extravagant." You guessed it: Lacey went skydiving with her class! She had to conquer the fear, so she was the very last one out of the plane, strapped to an instructor, right at sunset! She says it was the most incredible, beautiful thing she has ever done.
I love the contrasting images of "precious snowflakes" and "mighty knees." You've nailed that! I'm sure reality resides somewhere in between. I thought of you and your recent descriptions of your mighty knees last night when we were walking. My knee felt like a real knee, striding along! No fears about buckling, stepping wrong, or getting a zinger. For a few moments (until I drew my attention back to the knee), I was just another person strolling along the river in the autumn dusk.
Are you sure there's no skydiving in your future? My husband gave my daughter a bit of extra money for a college trip to New Zealand, saying, "Spend it on something you would normally think is too extravagant." You guessed it: Lacey went skydiving with her class! She had to conquer the fear, so she was the very last one out of the plane, strapped to an instructor, right at sunset! She says it was the most incredible, beautiful thing she has ever done.
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My sons have done sky-diving and loved it. They've also climbed high mountains (in the Andes), bicycled on the world's most dangerous roads, and zip-lined across canyons. My genes had nothing to do with that. My idea of fun is more along the line of walking on remote beaches, exploring a castle, visiting small towns in faraway places. Mr. Shoes wants to see some giant blueberry in Nova Scotia; I want to visit the Prado museum. We're not terribly well-matched, but are similar in avoiding high risk situations (though visiting the Prado is probably riskier than seeing the giant blueberry).
I would love to visit western Montana someday!





........and I am scared to death that it's a sinus infection and of course it will go immediately to my knees 
