Once upon a time I used to challenge myself, clambering around on rocks like these.
Here's the proof.
As Judy learned early and friends Timmer and the Beaner later, I liked to climb up and perch on rooftops.
Why?
The challenge perhaps or (in my mind) to improve the view.
But time wounds all heels, as the old expression is twisted.
Today I am more likely to be found in a posture reflected in this rare picture from my past.
More snoozing than scaling.
Challenging myself not on mountains or rocks or rooftops.
But at the table.
For today, I completed another voyage around the sun and reached the previously unthinkable age of 82.
Onward and upward!
Wow Happy Birthday, Bruce! An example for us all.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to you! We do change, by choice and by ability. And we adapt, mostly gracefully. :)
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to you! I hope it is a fine day and enjoy that cake!
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ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday! 82 gives you the license to nap whenever you want! That's a pretty festive cake!
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday to you, rock-climber! You are a true role model of aging with pleasure, dreams, and dessert!
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday!
ReplyDeleteI like rock climbing.
Congrats.
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Happy 82. What flavor is the cake?
ReplyDeleteIt's a carrot cake.
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ReplyDeleteNap and dream old friend, wake up and eat cake. Happy Birthday.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday! I hope you have many more.
ReplyDeleteThose rocks look appealing to me too and I'm sure my brother would have climbed all over them.