It was getting late. I didn't have a good picture for the day, yet. I did have a couple of lame ones --- including a cover of the menu for Ravine's-- ho-hum. Dale came in to join us for dinner after yoga, and what was up with his hand?
Look @ all that cotton and ace bandage? What on earth was going on beneath those things? As he reached for the tea bag and the sugar and began to stir, I knew I hadda have a shot. He had developed 2 trigger fingers that wouldn't straighten on their own, and had surgery on Friday. Not conducive for yoga, but ok for dining, LOL.
And no, I don't have a hand injury fetish. I couldn't pass up this other one, either, though....... :)