LOL…spot on! These people can.take the joy out of anything! Seems to be their mission in life.
I love your clammer’s shirt! The aching back and flies are a nice touch.
I enjoyed making it...heh, they would say, if you don’t dig, you don’t eat! And his elderly grandmother of Acadian descent lived alone there all those years after her husband Velmour passed away.
Sigh. Walking into my buddy’s grandparents house was like a trip back in time. With the big wooden stove in the kitchen...
She is gone, and they had to sell her house. How I miss her, and her house.
And the clams!