Clyde and I talk about the changes in our bodies with age. I am working
hard to try to counter some of the physical problems with yoga and he
walks for miles every day.
All the exercise in
the world will not stop the ravages of time and I have noticed quite a
difference in my hands in the winter. In the summer they look pretty
good but when the weather is dry the wrinkles are so pronounced.
showed them to Clyde last night and he said,"That is nothing. My hands
are so wrinkled that they are looking for new places to put wrinkles."
He groaned when I said I was going to put that in my blog. Well, I thought it was funny!