It was girls night for manicures in GriggsDakota.
The Farm Inspector polished her mommy's nails.
The Ag Analyst did mine.
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.
I believe that it is fair to say that there are no more enthusiastic manicurists in the business.
The Ag Analyst has no problem opening bottles of nail polish,
She likes the look of a three color combo on my large well worn hands.
We used red, which she pronounced wed. She followed this with a choice that she called fuchsia and pronounced perfectly. The last color that she chose was "pink, pink, pinkie!"
When I looked at my hands, I felt like Florence Nightingale or Clara Barton had just finished sewing up a wound without the protection of gloves.
The finest manicure ever in GriggsDakota.