Oh, dear, Arlene. Sometimes in our exuberance we fail to see what is right in front of us! I'm so happy that there was no permanent damage. Our eyes are so precious.
P.S. Thanks for the acorns!
Any day you wake up on the sunny side of the grass is a good day.
"The moving hand writes and having writ moves on. Neither all thy piety nor all thy wit can lure it back to cancel half a line nor all thy tears wash out a word of it." The Rubiyat by Omar Khayyam
Our eyes are so precious.
