At my age, laughter is good. Either with or at me. I watched a program called Ancient Aliens last night and I am almost sure that I saw an old painting of one of my relatives. They haven't even dated some of the stuff but think it is older than the Pyramids.
Darn, from the 80s to a cold, somewhat hard wind blowing this morning and my driveway looks as if someone poured yellow paint on it from all of the pollen that has blown around. Boy, I am going to have to stay inside today as my sinuses are really a mess and I sneezed all the way out and back from opening the gates.
Ron
