This handsome fellow posed for me on the winter grasses.
Today, I made it up to Thornton's getting into World War II. Although he was only a few days
away from the enlistment deadline of age 45, he blasted his way into the service anyway. I still don't know what role he will take, because the refrigerator repairman rang the doorbell.
Just checking my email before bed. (We have been watching several episodes of a series called The Killing.) And found this one-liner with a clickable link.
"Insant worldwide shpping and freidnly ssupport"
I didn't click it, but it made me giggle.