Posts Tagged: friends
blog faces
There’s a little song my girls like to sing that goes, “Make new friends, but keep the old; one is silver and the other’s gold.” Today I’m going to tell you about some new and old blogging friends. Two new
blog faces
There’s a little song my girls like to sing that goes, “Make new friends, but keep the old; one is silver and the other’s gold.” Today I’m going to tell you about some new and old blogging friends. Two new
Mothers Group (or Euphenasia)
Setting: Every Wednesday at ten o’clock they meet at Tot Land, a busy kiddy park packed with tricycles, play tables, and a huge mess of discarded plastic toys. Characters: Prudy (a red-headed Brit who hasn’t slept for more than four
Mothers Group (or Euphenasia)
Setting: Every Wednesday at ten o’clock they meet at Tot Land, a busy kiddy park packed with tricycles, play tables, and a huge mess of discarded plastic toys. Characters: Prudy (a red-headed Brit who hasn’t slept for more than four
liking crows (7th installment of my attempts to make friends with crows)
Nobody seems to like crows. The other day, a woman came by to pick up her girl from a play-date. When she heard I was interested in crows, she launched a tirade about how crows were murderers of songbirds and
liking crows (7th installment of my attempts to make friends with crows)
Nobody seems to like crows. The other day, a woman came by to pick up her girl from a play-date. When she heard I was interested in crows, she launched a tirade about how crows were murderers of songbirds and
