Too bad it’s past my day in the war. I suppose they’ll even have their own line dance too.
I hate these times of the year where there is really nothing to see here in central Minnesota The rain and wind did a number on my crab apple blossoms and they lasted only for a short while once again. My mind is a bit of a blank or maybe it’s just as messed up and disorderly as my crab apples trees are. I’m also getting a little frustrated with family members who are treating me like I’m some old codger who everyone has to do things for him.
The end result of the above; I’m sitting here pretty much with nothing much to say until the weather changes around here. At least there is none of Miss Anna’s or Miss Claudette’s favorite icky bad white stuff laying around on the ground here.