Iron of Wrought

To be ready for my December 5th operation, I had to go to the big city (Flint) to get my blood drawn. In the last few years, the draw has been increasingly difficult and today was no exception. I have a lot of scar tissue inside my forearms from donating blood, and today she had to draw it between my wrist and the base of my fingers.

On the way home I stopped at the cemetery where the "famous" Flintstones are buried, with many mausoleums and gated family plots. It wasn't  pretty like it is in Summer and Fall, but still interesting.