Mostly about my backyard chickens. (Boring, I know), but there are a lot of us out here. Mine are only kept as pampered pets. I could eat a neighbor's chicken, but not MINE. There may be a comment on current events only if I get riled up enough. And there will always be a cartoon or a joke to cheer us. I promise to try my very best to respond to comments. Now I have to figure out how this blogger thingy works....
The house I grew up in was near the Pennsylvania Railroad tracks. My parents and grandparents said that more than one load of laundry had to be rewashed because of coal soot.
Your photo shows why flying pigs would be a bad idea.
Boids sing for everybody else. :)
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DeleteThe house I grew up in was near the Pennsylvania Railroad tracks. My parents and grandparents said that more than one load of laundry had to be rewashed because of coal soot.
ReplyDeleteYour photo shows why flying pigs would be a bad idea.
LOL! Don't even want to think about pig poop.... :o)
DeleteAt least it hadn't been eating berries!
ReplyDeleteI know when the raspberries are ripe because my Jeep turns purple.
DeleteIf it's a windy day, I get lucky and they don't sit on the line!
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