The weather is nice, the sun out with blue skies.
The pavement dry, no sign of yesterday’s rain.
What to do? Barbeque? Picnic? A walk outside? 68 more words
I read somewhere that in order to live a happy life, one has to throw out the idea of perfection. Readers, I miss writing to you but in order for me to keep writing on this blog, I am going to have to throw away my idea of well-groomed writing, if that is a thing. 586 more words