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| I thought I would look at my bag of grapes to see where they came from. Sometimes it's hard to tell. I see these are pretty lady grapes. I actually have a big hat and yellow sunglasses too. What are the chances? I am sorry that a full half of the population is left out on this highly sexist fruit grown by, I am not making this up, Dulrich and Sons. |
Monday, August 7, 2017
Grapes for Breakfast
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