Thursday, May 9, 2019

Where Have All the Good Times Gone

I wish I had a story to tell today, even a snippet of something, but I don't.  I am not getting out enough to have stories.  I go to therapy, to the factory, and to the house.  Oh, I guess I could tell some of the scintillating therapy tales.  Just kidding.  I've told you about the garden and the birds and the weather.  I enjoy those things, but there are not stories, really. 

I have a video of a squirrel sliding down the bird feeder pole when he hit the part on which we sprayed Pam.  Maybe I should post that. 

Remember the old internet?  What happened?  Where have all the good times gone?

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