Its Spring again
Birds on a wing again
Start to sing again
That old melody.
I love you,hum the April breeze.
I love Paris in the Sprintime.
I love Paris in the Fall
I love Paris when its raining.
All right just trying to hum a few songs here.
Well,how you all doing there?
Boy,do we have some wicked wind out there.
So far we have not had any power outage.
Which is good.
This is the last weekend of buring wood.
We will be all out of it come Easter Sunday.
Now we have to heat fully with oil.
Burning wood,burning money.
Well not going to talk about that.
The girls will be coming over for Easter Sunday.
They are always fun,but glad to see them leave.LOL