Rust never sleeps

I’ve been saying this for years Laura

Ever do something, it’s got to done, paying attention is important, something is missing, like your heart just isn’t in it, for your head is thinking about a Blueberry budget.

A change of scenery of sorts

What was holding up that gable was rusted rod iron, was dangerous enough not to walk under it. Couple of thoughts was running wild while working the tools,

Idle hands are the work of the devil,

that was right there, told her once, ma I got some glo in the dark red paint, “what you going to do with that?”. Paint your lawn deer eyes red so you have zombie deer.

“you will do no such thing!”.