Sitting on the sidewalk drinking coffee under a bigdam tree could have its perils.
Smacked by a limb, lightening strike, shade-burn, Canadian cruise missile, SouthWest engine parts...and one more.
Birds. And I forgot my RedSox cap today.
That better be gutter water from this building dripping on me...because I ain't scheduled to bathe again until Tuesday.
Stig, a-wondering on Saturday morning.
