Richard has just left for work. It’s going to be a gorgeous Spring day. I have the windows and door open and a cool sweet grass smell is blowing through the house. Outside a million birds are singing and dim quiet sounds of cars whooshing by as the neighborhood wakes up for Saturday.
May 17th, 1975
May 17th, 1975
May 17th, 1975
Richard has just left for work. It’s going to be a gorgeous Spring day. I have the windows and door open and a cool sweet grass smell is blowing through the house. Outside a million birds are singing and dim quiet sounds of cars whooshing by as the neighborhood wakes up for Saturday.