That’s her brother’s job.
Crows and ravens are not the proverbial “Bird Brains”!
“They say everything can be replaced”…_Bob Dylan, "I Shall Be Released’.
I understand your friend’s position.
Weirdly enough, today would have been my father’s 102nd birthday.Let’s just say he was a very difficult man.
My husband is one of those dinosaurs who survived the mass extinction—an editor/proofreader.
An onion a day keeps everyone away.
The women nurses got to go to the retreat. Wicky, as qualified as any of them, gets left behind. Male nurses are vastly underappreciated.
And you’d think with the White Dog Cafe so close by……
A Calabash would weigh much more than Woodstock.
That’s her brother’s job.