One Green Bottle...

And if one green bottle, should accidentally fall trip over the lumps of water on this hosta leaf...

Not a bad day, but the liberal use of hair spray yesterday by my beloved has left me barely able to breathe. A chronic asthmatic since birth, I managed a few flailing shots at tennis this afternoon before slumping home to get on with the post-camp email flood. I may have tossed all her canisters...

Not all disabilities are obvious.