Yee Haaww!

Well,
I went to see Dwight Yoakam on Sunday(yes Mike, He sings both kinds of music). Still really entertaining. I didn't run up to the stage to get a photo, nor did I hurl any type of under garment either. Amazing how a man of 50 can still shake it so darn well(or is it because I am a gal of 40........ Nah).
We had a lovely visit with the Aunty J's as well so a good weekend all around. Took Criquette the farm poodle to the beach for her first visit. The blur may give you an idea of how much she enjoyed visiting the coast!




















Here too are photos from our walk and the Bower bird's bower (see previous post) now that I figured out the posting in beta.



















I am working on a before and after garden blog thingo (no!!! not another blog)but it is really just going to be a journal to go with the hard copy of the annual garden diary(obsessive compulsive disorder perhaps)so I will give out the address but will not expect an enraptured audience(its just dirt for pitys sake).

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Schrader's said…
Dwight played a 1,000 miles from nowhere? (get it?) Sometimes I crack myself up. Why didn't you through some churds his way - you're mellowing in your old age!!! B
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