What can you say?
This little piggy went wee wee wee all the way home?
Got on to the interstates and drove on to the island; seems like we had a nice lunch somewhere but neither S nor I can remember how or where. The grass was deep and a kid, Wilki, had a ride-a-mow next door, so made a quick deal to have him run his Kubota (no grass catcher) over the lawn and I raked and remowed and fell, exhausted, to rest.
No comments:
Post a Comment