Rose is Rose by Don Wimmer and Pat Brady for August 09, 2023

As soon as the weather improves, that’ll be me.

It’s been a while since we saw Vicky…

It’s surprising how some “obligations” can be let go for a surprisingly long time… of course, you let some things go too long and you really get burned!

I’ve been on a motorcycle three times in my life (as a passenger). Each time it dumped. I can take a hint, and I stay off the things.

That’s why they rarely take charge as we have learned the price we have to pay for letting it happen. It’s called maturity and is a characteristic of being an adult. However, you got to go on the wild side every once in a while……

So who’s going to take care of the laundry?

Most of the houses we’ve lived in have come equipped with clotheslines. The better for Vicki to ignore.

The poles are still in the yard, but the lines have been down for years. I kept walking into them mowing the lawn.

Oh,well,she was out of clothespins anyway(do t hey still make those?)

♫Head out on the highway…♫♪

I wish I still had a clothes line, I like the smell of air dried laundry

Go Vickie!True that, not that simple for original ego, but alter will-out. Took six weeks planning to get delivery, four days riding to go through the 900 mile wear-in on the new engine, (tortuous process of not using full capabilities right off), and now I’m working on my fitness re-hab so I can get out for some real riding. Providing re-hab works.

Some days a wild dash for freedom is just an absolute requirement.

Why don’t we see that with Mr. Gumbos observing his garbage moment.

♪♫ “She left the suds in the bucket, and the clothes hanging out on the line” ♫♪