Tree after rain
We had a heck of a rain yesterday, but it didn't last long. Perhaps a little Dennis spit.
I'm still wading through boxes. I've run out of room in the kitchens. No cracks about how many plates I have, please. Oh, and speaking of cracks, the packers in California were, let's see, really no good at their job. We've got a nice box of broken items going. They did interesting things like wrap every pair of flip flops in paper, and then put a framed picture, glass side up, in the top of a heavy box, ensuring something would be placed on top of that box and break the glass. Isn't that what you would do, too?
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