Lots of glowing tributes written, all well-deserved.
Yet, remembering the theme from the Cartoon show we watched every night after dinner; the laughter shared so many nights, remembering a surname being uttered by a crowd and dissolving into laughter thinking about Bugs Bunny as the maestro. The Marx Brothers; Room Service, thinking of the times I’ve told you off, thinking of how human we both are. So many brownies that were baked, and baseball games watched.
Well, last day of April, and a red blob of bad weather is moving across Louisiana and into the upper regions of the mid south that will get here in a couple of hours. The wind has been wild, I’ve been trying to anchor the herbs and plants on the back porch. Snipped some basil to make a lemon-garlic basil jus for pan seared chicken.