May, 1930s! Choose your year! Springtime could be seen in every direction one looked.
Do you pick up rocks? I do. I feel compelled to pick up rocks. And so do others.
Mama has been gone a long time, but I remember Mama!
Tomorrow, my father will be 89 and I still can’t believe it.
The calendar has already announced that spring is here and that means it is time to think about gardening.
Hauling two wire cages of stacked stone, the flatbed turned right and crept uphill.