PORCH PONDERINGS

Tough Time

Things are tough, Spring is still knocking around, the museum is trying to attract visitors. I need to get back to writing I find.

My grandson is still missing from the Marines. No word still, going on three weeks this coming Saturday. Continue to pray for him. I won't write more about this now because I will descend into a pity party.

So I need a distraction. I planted potatoes in the garden yesterday under a threatening sky. Ominous black clouds and loud thunder. So I hurried, threw them in the holes I had dug, scurried into the house to await a storm. Drat, it went north. But the first of the garden is in. You usually don't plant around here until Mother's Day which is soon upon us.

Andre's Banana Bar has a fun challenge running now. I think I'll take part. Always fun to chase that monkey about.