The cubs slept over at their other granny's house last night. Bliss, I tell ya. We could watch an adult movie for a change. No... Not THAT kind of adult movie. Simply one about a more 'serious' subject. It was a locally produced film about a period in the life of one of our greatest writers and poets, who also happened to be a morphine addict.
It's a lovely morning here - I think I'll water the garden a bit - after the terrible heat earlier in the week all the plants are a. It parched.
Have a lovely Saturday, folksies!
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