“Alright, let’s make an agreement. A. we’ll make an early start tomorrow morning and try to enjoy each other’s company in this beautiful place; B. we’ll stop feeling sorry for ourselves, it’s not very attractive; C. we’ll make our plans for the future.”
Molly knitting waiting for brunch.
There it was — as persistent as it had always been. A stubborn, short, quiet hair on the arm of my jacket this afternoon. My hand went up to brush it away, and then it stopped. Routine interrupted.
There it was. Although several weeks before, my beloved red dog had peacefully passed away. My…
Lederhosen für Oktoberfest. (Taken with Instagram)just saw your post Bert! I shoulda
Taken with Instagram
In 24hrs this is where I’ll be. (Taken with Instagram at the world)
Taken with Instagram at MBTA South Station
Betty White, click for mind=blown high res.
Nice package, yummy beer. (Taken with Instagram)