I have a black and white photo with me for the next few days........a three year old Poopie sittin' on the back steps of the log cabin that was my home. Bubba was three months old, and not in the picture. Probably laid up in there sleeping like a baby. To the left is my cousin Donna and on the right is KA. They've got on shorts and I'm bundled up like the abominable snowman. Each of them has a lap full of puppies and my mama's old wringer washer is in the background. She said when the second kid got born, her daddy bought her a dryer. Mom has preserved all of my childhood memories like they were her own. In many ways, I suppose they are.
There's a breeze today, so I'm headed out to enjoy it.