Scenes from around the house.
I think it’s summer. Sarge mistakenly left a lobster roll behind, so Banjo Man and I split it for lunch.
Lobster rolls = summer.
The rhododendrons are in full bloom.
Rhododendrons = summer.
I am packing for our trip west.
Packing up = summer.
We should be at the lake in 22 days.
is there any more pie? 