Tuesday, July 9, 2013



lawn mower from the Dollar General store would have worked just splendidly the other evening when the Small Actor was here to visit had he not chanced to spy the neighbor man on his five-thousand-dollar riding mower.   "I (want to) drive one of those!" exclaimed the Small Actor. 

(Young as he is, amazing how that Small Actor looked
across the fence and noticed how the grass being clipped off over there was so very much greener! Aesop could have very well made a fable out of this.  I would try to write one, too, but I fear mine would be the plastic one.)


1 comment:

sk said...

Huh, this pretty well sums it up.