Whoosh! My calendar is packed. And June is almost gone! There's the old saying, "Bad luck comes in threes" but I've decided that "Busy-ness comes in fives!" So this week we'll take things five-at-a-time. Tell me:
28 June 2013
I walk down the hill north of the house my parents have built in town. That in itself is different. This is not the farm where I grew up. This is the town I've always called home, but from a different perspective. The snotty little brother of my best friend in kindergarten built this house for my parents, built it as well as the house he built for himself across the street. Times change.
19 June 2013
|Much fun was had by all. Well, some fun was had by most.|