The brown discussion has me singing that Kate Wolf song:
Here in California, the fruit hangs heavy on the vine,
And there's no gold, I thought I'd warn ya,
And the hills turn brown in summertime.
The brown discussion has me singing that Kate Wolf song:
Here in California, the fruit hangs heavy on the vine,
And there's no gold, I thought I'd warn ya,
And the hills turn brown in summertime.
Each day is a gift, that's why it is called the present.