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I don't know if anything can make up for all those summer mornings weeding the garden at dawn. Weren't we supposed to
be able to sleep in in the summer? I suppose it could have been beautiful, if I'd been looking up, but those dang weeds were on the ground.
3 comments:
Whoa. You weeded your garden at dawn? Boy, do I feel slack. My garden was on top of an old coffee table right by my back door, and I didn't even weed it.
That's a gorgeous photo of the geese!
Becky
Math still stinks, and it's starting to rot. It's fouling up the computer room! I'm choking on the fumes! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, MOTHER!!!
Becky! Wow thanks for coming to visit my little old blog. I'm still just getting started as you can see. You should check out today's bog I wrote about your book.
I did indeed weed in my family garden at dawn. No need for you to feel slack. I didn't do it of my own free will and choice. It was completely under duress. My mother insisted that we weed before it got too hot.
Thanks about the picture. I love photography!
"Theba" dear math fouling up your computer makes me unbelievably happy! Choke away!
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