Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for January 17, 2025

Thank goodness they are indoors!

Of course you can, Arlene, the Light’s live right across the street and the drapes are open.

Life’s a beach

The fog has lifted.

Good morning, Ballard Dears!

That’s one effective way to deal with “Seasonal Affective Disorder”.

THIS LIMERICK GOES OUT TO ALL THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN EFFECTED OR ARE EFFECTED BY DEMENTIA.

“Let’s go for a break in the sun!”

Said Rog to his elderly mum,

This ain’t a cruel verse,

Her dementia’s got worse,

There’s no harm in her having some fun.

Should say ‘the outhouse’.

If reality can’t get you there the imagination can. Ahhh, warm sunny shores.

“ Roger that.”

“Save Our Sanity, Save Our Sanity…”

Where are the neighborhood cats when you need them?

Good morning Balladeers!

That’s actually not sand on their beach, but banana pudding, which Roger and Ida long ago agreed was more agreeable to the tootsies.

The Bentleys always know how to make the most out of their staycations.

There’s nothing like a day at the beach.

Her given name is Arlene, but people call her Sandy. I never did find out why.

Once again, they are seaing things.

/// Frigid winters can be such a bummer.

So this couple enjoys endless “summer.”

They’ve got sand and a tide

which is flowing inside.

Basement’s flooded, but won’t call a plumber.

everyone will tell you that roger and the missus are a few grains short of a sandbox…

CRACKS ME UP!! HAHAHAHAA

Howdy, and good night, dear Ballardear.

Like the sandy area behind my pool.