OUCH!

Well that's not excatly the words I heard when Kim fell on the ice this past weekend.

Kim broke her right arm on an icy trail along the Minnesota River. We had just spotted what we thought was a group of Mute Swans, something that should not be in our area but was rumered to be here. Kim turned to look and down she went. Some of us are lucky enough to know that great sound of breaking bones. The worst part, was that we had to walk back to the truck down a ice covered trail and drive one of the bumpiest roads you could find. Kim thought we were on a back road in Alaska.

Once at the hospital, the x-ray showed the break. You know it was a good break when the staff and the Doc wince!

It was off to surgery Sunday morning for a plate and some screws.

Kim now as orders to sit and watch the birds from inside the house for the next week or two.

Who knew, that bird watching could be so dangerous?