BREEZE

As yet another ice storm approaches Arkansas, we are camped on the beach at Padre Island Texas.

Sometime after lunch, we will likely spend considerable time worrying about such lofty matters as, should we grill out this evening, or wait until tomorrow. Geeze ! It’s always something to fret over. Maybe we should wait to consider that issue after nap time. Or maybe after a stroll along the beach picking up trophy stuff.

You know, shells n’ such.

The dang weather here is just a killin’ me. I’m about to burn up in these bib overhauls, maybe Betty will dig out my cut off bib overhauls.