My granddaughter Robin is five months. I think we need to get things together in our country so she won't have to deal with all of the crazy and divisive stuff going around. Too much bullshit to endure. I'll do my best, kid. Happy five months to you, time does fly by. Is it my imagination, or are you sticking your tongue out at me again? I do not wish to be called Poppy, I don't think. Maybe Old Poppy.
26 January 2017