Scattered Showers in a Clear Sky
Poetry, Gardening, Birding, and other reflections on life.
Friday, April 27, 2012
Doing the garden, digging the weeds, who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
when I'm sixty-four? ( Beatles song)
John Lennon never made it to sixty-four, but here I am, today.
How did this happen?
I can still remember five:
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