5 August 2013
My tree house . . .
Good to see you back, wherever that is! 🙂
Ditto M’s comment!
My aged mother’s circumstances have me temporarily back on the farm where I grew up. I have been around and done some things, but this is what it has all come down to. Right back where I started from. Strkes me as comical in a way.
What was that old song about “…how’re ya gonna keep ’em down on the farm after they’ve seen Par’ee?” I guess the answer is “mom.” All things come back to mom, especially if there is a farm. Having spent my motherhood in the desert–not a farm–my kids will never come back to me! Nice to see your photography again. Thank you, and give mom a hug from me.
She is not here and has no interest in ever coming back here even for a visit. She is in town. I will give her a hug though, Mary, the next time that I am in there, what there is left of her.
Here, there, or everywhere… Nice to see you posting, again.
Hi, spixl. Still send my rent to Mexico every month. I shall return.
Welcome back and I hope you are doing well.
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