there's an "H" in steel town? I must run over to my neighbor and apologize right away--for the Brown's as well...and I sure could gobble up a juicy slice of cherry pie right now...
still burning to find a guy even after the 20th page of jabs and pokes--slaps and jokes--maybe someone even from out-of-town to help me with that big maple--after all my little bicycle can only carry so much at a pop
Maybe a bigger bicycle with a larger basket? You may want to check out the 3 wheelers with the basket in the back, you won't have to worry about it toppling over.
that looks like something even a guy with a bad knee could handle--was that shot taken in your drive?
so glad to hear you're getting about--y'all will have to move up to a tandum when you get a bit more chummy--right now though you could pedal your chainsaws door to door--that basket has capacity!
I'm impressed with your bicycle selections and even more impressed with your chainsaw collection (which I hope to see one day) in fact as a gal with only one saw I could be "shopping" real soon--that is if anything interesting comes along...
the other day you were quoting poetry and now the artist in you takes center stage--and quite suggestive artistry I might add--were you at that blue grass retreat up there in the smokies where gooroos and soothsayers were touting their wares over the weekend?
I enjoyed it immensely--I was at home and caught it virtually so the clothing thing was my idea--I can't just drive off to the heart of the blue grass everyday...
I am confused... Your earlier post referenced "the Smokies", they are on the Tennessee and North Carolina border which is 200+ miles from me and "the heart of the bluegrass".
don't be confused...this flatlander (where the top elevations are under 1000 ft) thinks any hill that down shifts my truck is a big 'un--Tenn. and N. Carolina upwards of 6000'+ and ole Kentucky at 4000+--well those heights just shut my mouth...and you are astute to catch me on the facts...
