Out on the water today, with a motley crew.
I loved the American flag, strung out over the river.
Can't get as close as I would like, but this isn't bad. He's a handsome one.
I've had a nasty headache for two days, but I've been determined not to let it slow me down too much.
Of course, there's always the worry, that it has come back to stay.
I can't go there.
So I keep trudging on, one foot in front of the other, one day at a time, counting my blessings,
every single one.
Family is #1 on my list of things to be thankful for.
And I am, every single day.
As we were paddling down the river, I turned to my grandson, to take his picture. I got less than an exuberant response.
Nothing I said was working.
Finally, I said to him, " Bulletin: Mean boy paddles the Schroon River."
Being with the people you love, that love you, that's all that really matters.
Headache be damned.