We Are Never Too Old To Boogie

                                               From the book 'Status Report' by Judith Viorst

"Too old to dream.

Too old to flirt.

Too old to sit and dish the dirt.

Too old to drink,

Too old to pet.

Too old to boogie,

Not quite yet. "

I still have a lot of boogie left in me. 

Surgery is tomorrow. 

And, I plan on boogieing again very, very soon. 

picture: me dancing with my grandson  2018

picture: me dancing with my husband  1999

Strawberry Fields and Tales

 I bought some locally grown strawberries the other day.  I ate some and I froze some for me to top my ice cream or cereal with later on. 

Such a shame that the strawberries that are shipped in lacks the fragrant, sweet taste of local ones. But, that's why we rush out and buy them when they are available nearby. 

Have you ever eaten Strawberry Pizza? The recipe came from a Southern Living Cookbook. I used to make them but haven't in quite a number of years. 

The picture may be from a website but the recipe is from Southern Living. Maybe you'd like to try it. 

We used to grow a few strawberries. Had a patch by the side of the road in front of our house (on a dead-end road in the country, back when we were still in Alabama)

One day the police were chasing a car at high speed when all of a sudden the escapees realized the road ended so they plowed that car right through my strawberry patch. 

I guess they caught the guys... they had piled out of the car and ran into the woods, the cops in hot pursuit. It all was quite exciting. Sort of like watching a television show happening right before our eyes. 

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Thanks For My Hugs!!

 Oh my goodness...

I feel so loved this morning. I was just venting in my last post but I was blown away by the love and support... and the hugs! Thank you so very much. You don't know how much you all mean to me. 

I've been spending more time on my balcony.  I have a cafe table and 2 tall swivel chairs plus a regular fold-up chair out there. So... here I am... waving to all of you sweet friends. 

Just before nightfall last evening I was eating my supper on the balcony table when I saw a doe and her fawn on the far side of the pond. You just can't get any sweeter glimpses into God's nature than that! 

This morning I heard this constant call from our resident Goose. Someone has been feeding him and he had come back up to the driveway and was begging/calling for some food. 

It's Sunday, cloudy, a pleasant temp so I will probably spend a great deal of time sitting out there at my table today. Sounds like a great plan to me.

And again...

For all your love and support. 

You all are the best!