Thursday, June 3, 2010
It was a fine June day when we made a break for the garden. A day
that spells out b-l-i-s-s. Two strong Hag women breaking the soil
and planting tomatoes,Zinnias and some herbs.
I don't think Playboy will be calling me real soon for the
centerfold spot but this is the real me-boots and all. I think
about my Irish ancestors when I'm in the garden. My claim to be
"Strong like Bull" is illustrated pretty well here.
I'm thankful for my strong body. I use to think in my next
life I'd want to be a petite "Thang".
She(Petite Thang) could never haul and climb all the places I've been.