Hello from Carol's Pond

Several have asked me to continue on FB.  I can not in good conscience do that.  So, William Bingham suggested a blog.  I thought about it and here it is.

When creating this, they mentioned that I would have to notify readers about cookies, etc.  I will NOT be putting any cookies on anyone's computer.  I don't like them and I refuse to use them.  

I do reserve the right to delete rude, crude, socially unacceptable comments that involve bullying in any way shape or form.  

Rex


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  1. EllenNovember 9, 2020 at 9:19 AM

    Thank you for doing this I appreciate all the updates from Carols pond

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  2. UnknownNovember 9, 2020 at 12:19 PM

    Wonderful, this will be great.

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  3. DjwtaylorNovember 9, 2020 at 3:50 PM

    Thanks Rex. Not sure how it works but we shall see :)

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  4. Gary BNovember 15, 2020 at 10:25 AM

    Works well. I too will check out Parler. I use CaucusRoom for political commentary. They are conservative and don't let libs on it.

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  5. Nancy KissackDecember 21, 2020 at 5:46 AM

    No cookies ...... but I LOVE cookies ... especially peanut butter! LOL

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