Random thoughts from a largely-useless man.
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Wednesday, May 01, 2013
Flower bed labor
When I got home last night, my 88-year-old father and my 83-year-old mother were out in the front flower bed, digging out a place so they could put in some rock slabs to deter their elderly pooch from digging and sleeping in it.
1 comment:
I wish I had the strength they do
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