The three grand neices and nephews are here. It is early, early. I was out on my lawn (ok, whatever that is) in my pajmas photographing this masterpiece when the five year old sees me, comes out and yells, “Pappy, … Read the rest
Spud Walk
John Updike wrote a short story, “The Swimmer”, about a man having just the littlest teensiest nervous breakdown in his affluent neighborhood.
He went from one neighbor’s pool to another, unannounced and clad only in his bathing suit, and took … Read the rest
SPUD TALK
Ok. Blogging should be illegal because it’s just too much fun.
I took my failure out to my success this morning and put them side by side. Parrot’s Beak and Potato. The only thing that looks worse than the potato … Read the rest