I've not written much about our trip to North Carolina other than about my father's injury. The morning before Dad fell, John and I walked a favorite trail of ours around Lake James, a North Carolina State Park. The trail winds through this lovely forest.
Dad continues to improve. He's in a rehab facility as his knee heals. In two weeks his orthopedic surgeon will take another film of the knee. If that looks good, then Dad can start to bend the knee and begin another level of physical therapy. Hopefully he'll head back to his home sometime in September.

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