Almost lost my back scratcher the other day and was reminded of this post…
Recently a friend of mine was bemoaning the fact that there was no special someone
in her life who could scratch her back right where she needed it scratched.
I understood the desire and the longing and I didn't rush in (in my usual way) to scratch her back,
but for me, my bamboo back scratcher, with the little hand on the end,
is just wonderful and a tad more accurate than some dear someones!
No offense…
Stained glass window discovered in Welaka, Florida.
From the archives of LainesBlog, and used with Laine's permission.
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