Dirt, I remember like it was yesterday!

Seems everything like every season has its time. When I was a kid we played.Outside was our domain.Dirts home from home covered my cowboy boots, my white tee shirt, my nose. Bacon juices and bacon was okdokey.Why just last Thursday I was watching a guest cook allowing something to coat the gracefully swim around inContinue reading “Dirt, I remember like it was yesterday!”