I arrived before the crowd.
Scenes on the stage.
Byron playing the fiddle. He is good!
Scenes on the lawn.
Group singing. No fiddles.
The seated lady is setting the beat with her feet on a board. The board was in tune.
This is the blog of a prune picker. (Native born Californian) Retired oilfield. I am an old man. I blog a lot about my body and getting old. As I approach death life gets more interesting. More interesting is not good. I still drive. I attend sports, music, and civic events. I am writing my memoirs. I attend swim class three times a week. Some of my blogs might be interesting. A lot of my blogs are silly and trivial. None are very long.
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