Sunday morning in a wet world.
It would be so fun to wake up some morning and see mounds of fluffy white stuff.
Just once in this yard.
(Especially in July or August.)
On the job list: buy plants. dig holes. plunk plants into holes.
Even the chicken compound was getting wet.
Speaking of which .. I am going to figure out some kind of netting over the whole thing.
I have birds (at least the pigeons haven't found us yet) eating chicken food nonstop.
I have the honor of driving an elderly gentleman to church on occasion.
Sunday was one of those days.
Sunday was also one of those days when diffusing a little peppermint oil
('cuz it is in my purse ALL the time) was the order of the morning ..
along with cracking both back windows.
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