I am tired.
The Woodchuck's performance was a brilliant mix of folk, blues, traditional and modern. Abilene had everyone joining in the chorus. Lots of requests. The Last Minstrel Show was another gem. Actually, the entire performance was spot on.
Some day I will be the first to give up and go to bed.
Took a nap and awoke to a herd (not a flock) of wild turkeys in my backyard. Poor Alice is beside herself. Too bad Fred is napping. He could have had some fun.
Thank you all for a great weekend. Once again thank you Jacqui for dealing with breakfast and providing a revoltingly grey birthday cake.
SINS drooping.