The sea sounds nice.....
still here in amish-ville. we call the piles of horse s**t..........."road apples" around here......
still staring and driving all over em',here these days......
I'll keep dreaming about switching places,The Face of Boo.......
I drive an older Cadillac.
Good for hogging the road and almost picking off amish people on their bicycles. Or scaring the "road apples" out of horses. Or a good enough car to be stolen in your community.....