My Hat
I stand there like a buoy in the parking lot, obtuse in my bright red hat.
Ian Gill
I stand there like a buoy in the parking lot, obtuse in my bright red hat.
Today I made a lunchtime journey to the post office. I had a package to mail.
My daughter has a knack for asking questions that are difficult to answer. I’m told this is not an uncommon thing for kids to do.