It gets tiring,...this "labling".
Overheard at the hardware, from new in the area types:..."He's the one with the cannons, has one in his front yard".
I turn around and smile,he looks away.
I look at her and see a look of abject horror,
fear, and loathing.
New "retirees" from God only know where,...the type that call the S.O. to report "shots fired".
Yes, there IS a Mountain Howitzer , sporting a fresh coat of paint, sitting under a proudly flown American flag in front of my place.
There goes the neighborhood, Mable.
GTC
