--H.L. Mencken, The Baltimore Evening Sun, July 26, 1920
My husband was on a step stool trimming shrubs in the backyard, and the stool got wobbly. He wasn’t high up, but somehow he fractured his leg when he slipped off.
I lifted a heavy flower pot full of dirt and carried it from the front yard to the back yard. I should have known better because of previous shoulder problems.
At least all the yard work is done for a while. You can’t cut the grass because it’s so dry.