A four line poem about: blue.
I missed being at the market today, but it was the right choice. We would have been miserably cold and made enough to pay for gas and maybe a little extra. But we'll definitely be there next week.
Plus we were very productive around here, planting corn, squash, and melons while dodging raindrops.
I'm thinking of you
And feeling blue -
But then you kiss FredAnd I see red.