Some days my brain feels like a fishing cork.
Not a new spongy one,
but an old one that's spent too much time in the river.
Hard around the edges.
Fish make fun of it.
That's no cork, that's a soggy turd.
Yep, that's the way my brain feels tonight.
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| Fortunately, I snapped a picture of our new crabapple tree that is now in bloom |
I hear you. Both of my brain cells have gone out to lunch - and not invited me.
ReplyDeleteStay well, stay safe and thank you for the crabapple.
It’s been that kind of week. I watched One Hour Photo this night and no the lead did not remind me of you but something he said when looking at photos made me think of you. He said most people take pictures of their family, friends during fun times. They rarely take pictures of things like a wasp on a bud. Now, you may not hav taken a pic of a wasp but you have of a bee.
ReplyDeleteI feel like we should have hash marks on our wall, like prisoner's walls. We seem to lose a sense of time.
ReplyDeletejust strange times.
Great post !
ReplyDeleteHAPPY WEEKEND AT HOME
xoxo
Dilek.
Does Crabapple blooms look like Dogwood or does dogwood flowers look like Crabapple blooms? Anyway I hope your cork can bobble still!
ReplyDeleteStay safe.....
Sherry & jack
So nice to see the new tree survived and is thriving!
ReplyDeleteWell, mine feels like the soggy kind.
ReplyDeleteLisa
Some days my brain feels like it's sleeping while I am awake
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