The echoes in this bloody house resonate now with the similar early morning calls of the frogs and toads, ranas and grenouilles and crapauds, in abundance living in the conservation area beyond the pool deck. Croak, croak, hack, hack, and harrumph. This flu thing runs about one week, and I will certainly be glad that at my final 64th I should be getting back on my Schwinn 150.
All-things-being-equal I will be restarting my Trek on my Schwinn 150 from Seattle, now North Portland to Tampa tomorrow. Stay tuned… and yes I did have Rupert books.

Guess this is why Fox 13 in Tampa Bay always seems to follow up a major national or international new story with their seemingly local comparison and connection.
Still working on the quilting pattern for Blumish Two quilt. Attempt number three now on the way. Sea Foam afghan keeps growing…
Be healthy, I’m trying… and enjoy,
Jim
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