Front porch looks the same
Flag still flying
Face in the Big Tree across Worsham Street still staring
As you can see, Amigos, The Red Man has returned to the “Hood in Texas and is happy to report all is well on Worsham Street. The Little Women are present and accounted for and the Huss Brothers are their usual happy selves and of course going in three different directions at the same time.
Pretty drove the old woman Slow and Spike and moi in our old Dodge Dakota pickup truck from Casa de Canterbury in South Carolina the thousand miles to Texas and I don’t mind to tell you I was glad to be out of those close quarters and on terra firma, if you catch my drift.
And speaking of drift, I have a whiff of the winds of change blowing through our lives lately. I’m not sure what’s up, but whatever it is involves a ton of cardboard boxes and a flurry of activity to fill them with our worldly possessions in our house on Worsham and that’s a sign I’ve seen before.
Get me outta here Percy – I’m a Dog on the Edge tonight. C-H-A-N-G-E is a four-letter word to me.