I’ve just finished watching a segment of the “Dancing With the Stars” TV program and I’ve come to the conclusion that if the female costumes get any scantier, the name will have to be “Dancing with the Bold” and the time slot will shift to the “Adults Only” category to join the horror flicks, and the ‘bad’ jokes/stand up programs. Since neither of those shows are suitable for the kids, either the adults and the dancers will have to go and be replaced with something between Disney and Murder Incorporated.
Judging by the sunshine outside my door, we’re better than half way through March and the beginning of the gardening season, and since I think having a garden is fun, I can start readying my allotted space.
I won’t be having a flower garden again this year, because I realize there’s only so much you can nourish out there, either the body or soul.
So be it.