Living along the bank of the Grand River on Abrigador Trail, we are now official river rats--meaning that we live in a floodplain. But the term means more than that since my initials spell rat--and the reflections are ones both in my mind and on the water.
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
Sporting a Brand New Ear Horn
We've come a long way, baby, when it comes to hearing devices. John balked at my getting a hearing aid, insisting that he could fashion me an ear horn for an awful lot cheaper. But I won the battle and last week we went to Sam's Club together and shelled out a small fortune for the ability to hear. The lady on the left has a lot more style than I do, but I'd have to buy a tool belt to carry that horn around when I'm biking or shoveling snow or checking out customers at the business.