Garrison and Loretta went to town to bring out the garbage and I was watching Chloe while taking a break from writing and editing an article on earthquakes in the Ozarks.
This is the view from the swing under the old white oak tree:Musings about my life in the Ozarks, photos of things that catch my eye, and general homesteady type thoughts...
This is the view from the swing under the old white oak tree:
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Wish the adorable child could describe what she sees in my language. It is beautiful. However, it has been entirely too cold for me to consider only the steps from my front door to the car.
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