Out on the mudflat, mulling over mudthings. The tide is about to turn. Hitch up your pants and head for the beach.
Hugh ... all I can say is "Holy Moley" ?? LOL
Ha,ha! My yard in Texas used to look like that!!! Thanks for the memory!
Holy moley! That's... a lotta moleholes.
Reminds me of the first house I ever bought. My father (an engineer of German extraction, who never saw a patch of dirt that he didn't want to cement over because it might get muddy during the few days it rains in Los Angeles every year) pointed out some mole holes in my yard. "Honey, you're going to have to poison those critters or they'll dig up your whole lawn." He never could understand that I didn't get a damn about the lawn.
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