I have a Lima Bean disorder. I can't grow them because something keeps eating the leaves.
Rafting is the otter term for floating together, Miss Mousie Boots! There is no white water involved unless the tide is particularly brisk. We float and chatter and munch on crustaceany thingys like clams and crabs and just socialize. Sometimes we discuss important topics like nostril ice or flipper ick or how to get sand out of certain places. It can be quite enlightening!!
Good morning to all Ye Wondrous Beane Fielde Residents! Today is October 4th which gives me 7 more days to get used to leaving this site and my Fielde buddies. I am having some real trouble with this. There are not many places in this world where it is acceptable to be an otter. And there are not many places where an otter can find such a marvelous selection of critters and Amazons to share her insanity with. Alas, the ads are still there, BUT, I am home from The Poconos and had a lovely time. It was cold and rainy on race day, which made that particular day rather . . . . . . . . . . uh . . . . . . . . . . how you say "crappy"? But, I had some terrifically silly times with my sister and she was able to finish the race. Apparently it had the bike course from hell. They had to cancel the swim altogether because the Delaware river was so high and the current so fast. Anyway, she finished, got her medal and then we spent a lot of time just eating and I listened to her groaning in after-race pain.
I guess I need to find a song of the day, don't I? Hmmmm . . . . . . . . . . How about this one?? I love you guys madly . . . . I truly do!!