Okay, this is where the staged photos begin. On Thursday night, I sprained my ankle. And no, I don't have a great story. I was standing, then I was falling, then I was hobbling. I've been hobbling ever since. Of course, I kept moving, from idyllic Southern Vermont (site of accident) to upstate New York. But somehow, taking a photo seemed to be where I had to draw the line. I can assure you, however, that this brown scarf, made by my Mom, was the one I wore on Friday, with this very shirt. But in the spirit of full disclosure, I have to admit the photo was taken today, back in Northern Virginia.
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