The weather is decidedly cold and wet. Boomer, Sam the Cat and Monkey the Cat, have decided going outside and ‘hanging out’ is best left for another day. 🙂
Still Boomer and I went for a small walk, tramping down the ditch bank roads filling our lungs with sweet, cold, fresh air.
As Boomer checked out the news I realized the wind was playing a lovely Love Song. The following is the melody…and in the end you get to hear my old lady voice as I storta stumbled while trying to turn off the camera. Be Kind, now. I was shocked to hear how much I sounded like my paternal Grandmother….I put it down to almost falling. (Lets hope so.)
As always your friend,