Monday, March 24, 2014


I took a good walk and Bubba-With-One-Leg told me that I am "just like fine wine."
Which cheered me considerably. As did the dogwoods blooming in the woods, the red clover blooming by the side of the road and for a moment, my heart sailed so far up into the sky as I watched a Mississippi Kite take wind and soar.


  1. There is so much goodness here. I lov the picture of Gibson concentrating on his age and his hat - his hat too. Sweet Jo

  2. You are better than fine wine--like a Chateau Lafite Rothschild.


Tell me, sweeties. Tell me what you think.