Gotta get a move on. The fireworks start in an hour and I want to get a good perch.

Gotta get a move on. The fireworks start in an hour and I want to get a good perch.
Done with Church for another week, so now a quiet afternoon around the pool. That’s the Florida life.
Please, just leave me alone. . .
Yes, I’m still here. And they are playing my song.
Being a teenager is a living hell. You’re not a kid, you’re not an adult. I can’t wait to grow up.
e.e. cummings said it all, I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
Here little fishie. Hey, I know but a gal’s gotta eat.
Two minutes of pleasure and weeks stuck on this nest. What was I thinking?
Hey, you’d be blue too if you saw the menu in this place.
Where am I going . . .