Spent all weekend with Gus nagging me about Mother Nature and Father Time and the Valentine's Day cherubs. The whole conversation degraded and I was just about to have to explain "the birds and bees" . . . but the cider mill down the road was having a sale and we wend down there. You'd be amazed at how many powdered doughnuts Gus can get from people by just looking silly.

Cider and powdered doughnuts. That's a good weekend . . .

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