Morning
Evening
Morning
Evening
This painting hung in my mom and dad’s house for 60 years or more. Now it’s my sister’s. Artist unknown. I love it. 🐶
Hard to imagine a sweeter time than the Sunday afternoon between Christmas and New Year listening to “My Bar’s Jukebox” and enjoying local IPAs in the backyard on a sunny 67(F)-degree day with my associate.
Archie
If I ever open a pub, “The Dog and Water” might be in the running for a name. 🐶
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“Ya’ comin?”