Gone are the green fields? Another song popped into this old head. Well not so fast. The green will be here a while. But the breeze is cool and t shat is "cool." Play on words. Being funny so early is not easy. I do get ahead of myself. Scrambled egg with grated Pepper Jack cheese perked me up. A little while on the Balcony helps too. No people yet. Like the world is my own and not messed up yet by me. Coffee is good. I have adjusted back to Kroger's mild breakfast blend. I am not picky about my coffee. I appreciate Trader Joes but Kroger will do. run out
I have been putting off and avoiding my basket of dirty clothes. My laundry basket is Old. I bought it years ago at the Canyon Flea Market from an old black man who made baskets. So it has a history. Like me. I never thought I would reach 97 years on this earth. Now I am reaching for 98 and beyond.
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