Robin, if you get to read this before you leave, bring us back some memories..............................................
The beauty of autumn is certainly winding down. This photo is a view from my bedroom deck looking due south across a neighbor's back lawn.
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Am I ever miffed! You folks will let me go hungry on Thanksgiving and not think a thing about it. Not one invite did I get to share a meal with a friend. Sniff... I mean that is just plain cold, sniff-sniff. That's ok, though. The Salvation Army and the Haven of Mercy will provide sustenance. It won't be home cooked with the love of my friends piled on—sniff—but I'll get by. When you sit down to a table of plenty and give thanks for your prosperity, don't even feel a twinge in your heart for me. Just disregard yesterday's post; I should have known better.
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The whacked-out weather man says we may get a snow flurry by this weekend. That's ok, just another step on the road to spring.
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