Fried Neck

I took a short ride bicycle with Daniel around the flatter parts of town ... he couldn't go more than 1-1/2 blocks without stopping to recover his breathe. After 3/4 of a mile ... he had to stop even longer because, "my heart is beating so hard, it hurts my chest." After getting him home and settled, I took a quick 8 mile ride ... nonstop.

Then in early afternoon, I took a plastic pail and went out in the cow pastures to pick blackberries ... they were really small, and it took quite a while to get about 4 cups ... down in the briar patch, I thought there was going to be more blood than berry juice on my hands ... little bitty thorns that just snag your clothes and arms ... I'm still picking them out of my clothes.
Meanwhile, I fried the back of my neck pretty good. So tonight I am hosing it down with aloe vera. My wife made a lovely berry cobbler ... but she is only letting me eat just ONE piece ... I don't know what's the matter with her ... I took a bike ride today ... so I should be good to eat TWO pieces ... right?!