Tuesday, February 7, 2017

M. O. S.


More of the same that is. Liz and the baby are sick with the tummy bug. It is freezing rain outside after a goodly bout of sleet. I dropped my ring in the garbage yesterday (Becky rescued it). The geese fly out. The geese fly in. Sometimes the river teems with them, sometimes it is as barren as a banana peel. Not much new going on, just the slow passing of February days.


The doggies are here to keep complacency at bay, while I await my turn at the plague.

Who's the good doggy?
And, incidentally, who hates the skid steer?


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