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!
