Coconut

Coconut, cocoanut, however you spell it that's the scent from the gorse at present. beautiful day, beautiful sky, beautiful bird song.

Dork next door thinks his radio is needed by everybody. So I'm prickly as well.

During January I used my few remaining gray cells and created a Blog home page. I haven't touched it since, until last night. I'm going to take a small Blip holiday in order to get a grip of all the Bloggy type functions and teach myself a few bits and pieces.

Back soon dwahlings, behave, take care. :-)