A blog about nothing other than what I'm thinkin' about
It's even spring here in Florida (yes we have seasons). The leaves have been falling off the oak trees for the last few weeks, replaced by swelling buds, and bright green swaths of color have started highlighting the darker greens and browns of our brush filled environs.
What are you writing? Not the Hitler "Downfall" script I hope.
Hey did you finish that letter to Penthouse fourm about you meeting with Joan Holloway?
Finally! Warmish weather has landed where I live. I feel invigorated; took a long walk, exercised, broomed out the dust and salt from the garage floor.Living where the seasons change from cold to warm is like being re-born each year. I've gone through it more times than I care to admit, but it seems new each time. I like that.
Dude, that must of been a long letter you were working on. Just Sayn'
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