Dirtbags And The Blues
Mom, god alone knows that my stubborn belief in brighter days is all I have left. Frigid cold, the world a blanket of snow, and sunshine a rare commodity, I suppose it’s those winter blues again. Since Tim died this time of year always seems to get me down. So, here goes. In a fit of boredom and itching to do something different, I ventured … Continue reading Dirtbags And The Blues