Don't Pay the Ransom I escaped

I've been reglecting my blog this summer... along with my writing, quilting, reading 
I've been a bum but I will do better
I guess I've been living the oldie but goldie Summer Time

Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high

Only now in the south, you hardly see high cotton... and there is more corn in the fields now.  Have y'all noticed how there is less and less fields and pastures and more apartments and storeage building.  What are we all going to eat in twenty years.  Like I will care... I'll be eating soft food in a nursing home I guess.  Sigh... next week I will have a birthday... 67 years old

When I first started looking old... I just didn't look in mirrors.  Now I'm feeling old.







Well, I'm going to keep going untill the Lordcalls me home... I hope he makes my heaven body suitable for boots and jeans... I want to race a good horse across those clouds.