Of a Saturday November in the Mudflats...
Sometimes, music speaks louder than words. So to all my peoples on the internet, listen in...
Curtis Mayfield -- it just doesn't get any better.
Lunch in the mudflats today consisted of a grape soda and some fried pork rinds. I don't think you can ever get any more redneck than that, unless you have a Moon Pie for dessert!
It's a blue sky, sunny sort of day here in the mudflats. Temps right now are hovering around 76 degrees.
Enjoy the day, and be happy.
I'm struggling through THE BLOOD DOCTOR, by Ruth Rendell, after finishing off ICE HUNT by James Rollins last night. Each book is equally interesting in it's own right. But perhaps it is best not to follow a thriller read with the meandering, mysterious mind of Ruth Rendell. I should have read The Blood Doctor, first.
The Blood Doctor
Ice Hunt
Have a blessed weekend, everyone.
:-)
Cheers,
--highlandwriter









