It's interesting what triggers a memory or a comparison to times gone by. It happened, unbidden, to me today while I was of all things, digging a posthole. (Now the more cynical of you might say that that was just an excuse to stop digging and go sit in the shade - but surely that couldn't be it?)
The adventures of a black and tan / dapple dachshund, and his two sidekicks, Bonnie Bell and Paul Elmo. (And with just a little pinch of "old man musing" thrown in for seasoning and good measure.)
Friday, July 8, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
First Camping Trips are Usually . . . : 7/1-3/2011
My apologies for not posting anything lately. BB, Henri and me (forget grammar - go for the catchy rhyme) found out that we are "cool weather" campers. Danged ol' global warming (or is it called climate change today?) has dumped a whole lot of heat and dry on central Texas.
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