This cloud graced the sky over our property when I got home from work today.
I wasn't going to explain my stupid falling episode yesterday, but, y'all already know what a clutz I am, so , here's the story.
Gene was out on the big mower trying to give the field it's first haircut before the rain came. I was on the "new" mower that we bought off of Craig's list. I think Gene thought if it was shiny and cute I would mow with it. He might have been right. I do like watching the neat rows appear in the thick grass, and I notice a lot more about what's growing around me when I'm on the mower steadily decapitating it. There were the prettiest little lavender flowers...
Anyway, I stopped mowing to pick up some branches, started dragging the big trash bin around the from the side of the house, with the lid open and dragging in front of me. Duh. I was reading what it said on the lid as I walked. "Please close lid before moving." Wind blowing hard, hair in my face, stepped right on the lid, tripped, fell, launched the trash can violently back toward my falling body. The impact occurred somewhere near the ground. I was fairly sure my left arm had been severed. But no. The nice PA says there is no fracture. Just some painful, colorful bruising from my shoulder to below my elbow, which Nicky wrapped for me after the x-ray.
Yet another example of my Extreme Gardener ways.
4 comments:
We're laughing with you, not at you. Well, mostly. :-)
Ouch! Another reason I leave grass mowing to the spouse. Careful with you. Lovely sky pic.
I laughed all day yesterday with the image of you falling in the trash can. Which reminds me, I haven't dropped anything on a foot in a long time so I'm overdue.
I will testify that your arm is covered in the most amazing bruise I have ever seen. I never knew an arm could be a solid purple. It even beats the bruises mom had when she came back from missionary training (and we asked her if they had trained her for persecution, but no, just some harmless team-building activities). But I do have a great mental picture of you head first in a trash can with feet in the air. I know that's not actually how it looked but don't spoil my amusement.
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