We are still quite active in serving at the church. And I am still nursing my wounds from that most dangerous sport--Softball. My knee is almost healed, my toe doesn't hurt anymore. But yesterday while fielding a hard hit ball it took a bad hop at the last moment and the middle finger on my right hand got in the way. The ball hit the finger straight on at the nail causing the nail to be pulled up just a little. My finger then began to bleed a lot. We had to stop the game and wrap up the tip of my finger to stop the bleeding. But we won so it's OK. We have only two more games left in the season and even if we should loose both games we still win the league championship. Dayle wants it to be over now so I will stop getting hurt. Even though playing on the team is a lot of fun and great exercise (and a great reminder that I am not 30 years old anymore) I have had many opportunities to share my faith. Please pray for Tony. His wife is a Christian and he and I have had several conversations about the Lord.
Before my softball injuries, we took an afternoon and went for a hike. We also took our two dogs and Stan and Stephanie's dog, Tramp. Tramp is a golden retriever. See that cupcake looking mountain in the distance.....that is where we hiked. I wanted to hike around that whole thing. It is actually a lot bigger than it looks. But I did go around the whole thing.
|We made it.|
|Tramp was tired....|
|...and decided to take a nap.|
|A picture from the top facing north.|