My raised planter has been re-purposed. No more vegetables allowed (i do have a small clump of chives still hiding in there). Flowers are everywhere now. Some I don’t know what they are. So lets have a naming contest.
Ya what ev haters… so i like flowers – sue me.
So Leon is moving his worldly possessions from one part of Michigan to another, I’m the back-up back-up. Let’s get ‘er motivating, shall we? All my pictures are animated, so if you are on your flintstones phone you might want to skip right to comments.
Fancy word for a hodgepodge that I’ve never heard before but describes this poat to a “T”. The Oprah made a brave and historic speech the other night at the Golden Globes. At least that’s what every liberal commentator in the MSM is claiming. It’s almost time for the liberal pollsters to tell us her overwhelming odds of victory.
Protestors should be calming down soon as the weather cools. Only the truly dedicated and minimally-rugged bother with fighting for a cause in the winter, and the Snowflake Army ain’t.
I forgot who sent me this, likely Pepe. Me like.
Yep, it’s already Monday. I got absolutely nothing done over the weekend because I was on dad duty, and she’s really not at the point where I can rely on her to stay nearby while I do most yard work, nearly all of which is dangerous or excessively dirty anyhow. It was also much too hot to do much outside, and she wasn’t napping well for me. I think I watched 27 episodes of Dora.
Blonde in monochrome.
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