A Crutch and a Shovel

For the past two weeks, I have had to use an extra tool.

I have needed a crutch to get around.

My left knee had too much Charlestion. Not the dance, the city.

I just had to see every plant on every plantation.

By Sunday, I could not walk. Thank goodness for rolling luggage.

For over two weeks, I have walked up and down my hills with a crutch under my left arm and a shovel in my right hand, for balance and digging.

It has been such a blessing.  This crutch. I have learned a lot from it.

I have learned to be grateful for the right tool at the right time.

You see, I could NOT have walked.  I would have been stuck  inside looking out my windows

at the weeds that needed pulling and the mulch that needed spreading and the bunnies that needed chasing…

This dirty crutch gave me my freedom.  What if I had not had it?

Yes, I have a bad knee, but I also have a crutch and a shovel.

( No photo. It is 4:00 AM and I left it in the car after seeing my doctor. That is in Part Two.)

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