The header would be pink asters. I took that a few days ago.
I had gone to the grocery store three days ago. While I waited in the check out I saw a woman ahead of me (duh) who was as short as I am. She was of a certain age as they say, and she was stretched as far as her arms and tip toes would allow to reach a selection of t shirts that were displayed WAY too high for anyone to reach unless you are six feet and over. No, you were not supposed to ask the cashier, you were expected to get them yourself.
This is the same store that had THREE times put a low heavy framed steel basket at knee level over by the milk to allow cookies to be displayed there as well. A customer is looking at the shelves and absolutely KILLS their knee on that heavy steel thing jutting out about one foot from the cabinet where milks are displayed. I ought to know as it happened to me that many times. Who dreams of something being there that is hard, sticking a foot outward at knee level as you walk on by looking for your product? Obviously, not me.
ANYway, she kept at it. I couldn't help because I am equally as short. Within a blink of an eye she fell to the floor in a heap.
I bent to assist her but she would have none of it. I asked her to be sure her arms, legs, ankles were not cracked or broken. Meanwhile the oaf of a cashier just kept on ringing up her purchases! I was astounded! She was finally able to rise and told me she had gotten dizzy. (probably pressure on the nerves at the back of her skull from keeping the pressure on from her tipped back head).
At any rate, I told that man cashier that she had fallen (like he didn't know) and he finally said after she had risen in a small barely audible voice, "are you ok"? Me, I would have called for the store manager at LEAST never mind help her up! She stood to pay for her purchases and ol' hero there got her T-shirts down that she wanted. She was shaking all over as though she had hold of a jackhammer. Not much exaggeration there either. I asked repeatedly could I assist her to a bench, No. Could I follow her to her car. No. So, I contented myself watching her through the plate glass window.
I wonder how she did. I know the bruise would be a huge painful one.
Well, my oldest son will be here soon and just overnight. So I am looking forward to that.
Happy Autumn my friends.