We’re nearing the end of high-altitude wildflower season, but Sunday morning early I was going downstairs for Advil (ha) when I tripped and ended up halfway down before I could stop myself. I have fallen down those stairs¬†twice before so I always hold the bannister, but my hold on the bannister this time just managed to give my shoulder a good pull as I plummeted downward. ¬†So I did not feel up to carrying a pack for a real hike.

Instead, we went to IKEA and then stopped at Dimple Dell Park. Neither of us had been there before; turns out, it’s like walking around a nice horse pasture.

Hopefully we’ll get to the wildflowers next week.

Is my house trying to kill me?

I wanted to copyedit this sign so hard.