I am about to prove that there is little difference between 'diary' and 'diarrhea'. It's an experiment that could take years, so put your seatbelt on, grab the chicken bar and start screaming! Actually, this is going to be really boring...it's the chronicle of my life from age 48 until....
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Pop Ease. Paw Pease. Pop Peas.
In Freeman's Fields
I think the poppy may be my favourite flower, though the dandelion is a close second. Sadly I only seem able to grow one successfully in my garden...or in my lawn, that is.
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