The Loon Flag is Hung
I decided last night that the flowery flag at my stoop had to go. As I was exchanging the flowery flag for the loons flag, I recalled the day I had bought that Loony flag. It was the day I came back, the day Tim picked me up from the Homestead, in November of 2010. The day I decided to go back to him, and … Continue reading The Loon Flag is Hung