April 2, 2017
Every spring, my dandelion digger disappears.
I have a feeling it’s with all those socks that disappear from the laundry.
I read the papers. I look around. I see things that are either annoying or goofy. I write about them. My sister suggested that I start a blog. (Thanks for liking my stuff, Julia.) So, in no particular order, here are my thoughts.