Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Nuttin Much

You never miss the water until the well runs dry, but I can assure you I never miss the snow and I never will. It's like living in a prison cell. I am lacking the courage to drive in it so I dream of clear streets and sunny days. 
The new year is just around the corner. I have no special plans for the future. Whatever will be, will be. I just hope the Artic blast avoids this section of the country. 
I'm expecting!
 A new great-grandchild in April or May. If I can count correctly it will make seven great-grand children. I also have six granddaughters.
Chloe and her friends
Cora, Anthony, Deena
Umpteen hundred years ago.


 Brothers and sisters