While it may all look very tranquil here on the blog,
be not deceived,
for I am sporting
a fine assortment of plasters,
for my many and varied
house and garden related injuries.
The gashed thumb from a dried fern.
The sliced index finger from a falling bread knife,
(expertly caught by its serrated edge).
The squashed toe from the falling steam iron.
It's a wonder I can type at all.