A Grind

grinding sausage grinding teeth grinding pepper grinding ground beef elbow grease and grit no room for a butterfly to flit… Wherefore is summer ‘a grind’ ~ when to its beauty we are blind

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Paula Goldsmith

Date: 7/15/2024 12:53:00 PM

I enjoyed reading your "A Grind" write. Summer is a great time when it is not tooooo hot, then it is a grind. Hahaha!!! Stay Cool. Have a blessed day writing away....................

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 7/15/2024 9:50:00 AM

You didn't mention coffee. I like to go light on heavy foods in summer.

John Lawless

Date: 7/15/2024 6:42:00 AM

The beauty of a blade of grass, a sidewalk crack dandelion, a Cardinal at the bird feeder, children playing in the open spray of a city fire hydrant, an old couple smiling in the distance....need I go one...Nice one Gershon, think I'll grab a bottle of water and go for a walk

Karen Jones

Date: 7/15/2024 12:08:00 AM

We’re blind because we’re actively passed out from heat stroke! lol Enjoyed your thoughts Gershon!