Instead of going out and drinking, I've decided to drink at home. I'm on about glass 5 of pinot noir tonight. That makes it rather difficult to spell. I'll do my best. But then again, I'm used to horrible spelling- not from me- from my son- he's dyslexic and reading his writing is somewhat like deciphering a new and foreign language. Anyhow.... What was I writing about? Short train of thought and I think it jumped the tracks. Oh yes, my green things. I took photos of all the green things I could find around me. I had a house once, way back when I was married, with lots of things that were green- hunter green to be specific. (Give me a break, it was the early to mid 90's!) Anyhow, I now despise the color, so it was hard to find anything. Ian likes the color though, but mainly olive drab green. What-ever!