goodbye July
Whew, it’s hot! Our tennis games are sweaty affairs where we quit when we’ve run out of cold water to drink. The Grumpy Old Men...
Whew, it’s hot! Our tennis games are sweaty affairs where we quit when we’ve run out of cold water to drink. The Grumpy Old Men...
As much as I love summer for its American beauty, its glorious Red Gate Farm adventures, its blue skies and green grass, I love it...
When you’ve moved house (and state, and country) as many times as I have, you learn to make friends easily. John and I have had...