Monday, July 24, 2006

Life of Leisure

Here's one proof of my life of leisure.
These hands rarely are in dishwater, never in dirt.
The work we do around here is mental, emotional, and spiritual, to be sure. But NOT physical. We work out at the gym, take short walks (there are only so many places to go on this little camp) and golf. That's about it. So, without my cello I have this opportunity to realllllllllly grow out my nails. Nails that got very strong with all of those years of having to stay short!

1 comment:

Sharon said...

roasted: claws but not fangs!!! nice to have you comment, Son!!!

Kristina: retractable, now that's a great idea!