Smucksville, I thought I would dazzle up the blog by re-arranging. I rearranged and my cuckoo died of shock. The windows are still feeling some pain because there has been such gusting winds all week. I swear one day when I went walking I near was taken up by the wind. It took everything I had in me to keep my two feet firmly on the ground. teehee, I figured if I was on the side of busty I could have evened myself out - ah, not to be.
...words about the cuckoo/windows - that is John Prine - My Mexican Home
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John Prine Drawing
John Prine as drawn by my great nephew, Brayden. Ain't it cool. Talented young man he is, 14 years old, and loves to draw. B...
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John Prine as drawn by my great nephew, Brayden. Ain't it cool. Talented young man he is, 14 years old, and loves to draw. B... -
I am posting a day early here, because the events of tomorrow, I know I will be busy. 1920, March 14th - my father was born, I look back on ...
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