Just for remembering-this will mean nothing to anyone but me.
Peddler outside
Robert-Where are the picker berries?
Peddler walks in at the same time as Bowie answers "There over there!" pointing to the stack being ran through the grader.
Robert and I at the same time,"No these are them!"
Bowie "Picker berries? there over there!" pointing again.
Rober and I louder "These are them!!!!!!"
Bowie looking around sees the peddler. "Oh yeah, these are them!"
This blog could be about anything. Religous, farming, teaching, fishing, cooking, basketball, just plain fun. I also love taking pictures. Because I am not perfect, there will be mistakes. I hope you can look through the mistakes to enjoy what I want to share. I feel like writing is a powerful tool we can use to reflect on our being. You may want to indulge as well. It is up to you to make it public or private.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
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