THE FOG
Waiting for Hub to come home from Romania. As some of you
may know, when it comes to flying, my Husband has the luck of a witch without a
broom! His flight could not land because of fog. So now he has to get a bus
from forever away and then the hour taxi home so by midnight he will be here.
Just a nightmare. Tomorrow our friend arrives from the northeast. I am sure we
will have some stories to talk about when he is here? Though tomorrow will be
busy seeing him and trying to find the blooming Indian restaurant again, this
time I hope
With success of actually getting in?
Well today I swept all of the leaves from our drive and it
took forever. I have done my back in and I never do that? “What’s all that
about?”
Well feel like writing some words that may rhyme? So look
out? X
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