WEDNESDAY, MAY 31, 2017
Perhaps, the funniest thing I’ve seen on the Internet this week. If you have fallen victim to my RBF, I apologize. In general, I’m probably having an extended conversation with myself in my head and have forgotten to compose my face.
As a city-girl moved to the farm (think Green Acres), there were years that I would be covered head to toe in poison oak rash. Often, I was running to Billy, to get a shot or a Rx because I just couldn’t stand it anymore. I’ve finally learned to recognize this awful stuff. And by the way, there is a lush crop on both sides of Campbell Road!
Just some pictures from working outside as the day draws to an end: