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5:51 p.m.
See those warm, deliciously honeyed rays of love? The ones that are graciously absorbed by an enchanted forest of sweet, evanescent leaves down to velvety treasures of mossy goodness? See? See?
Yet, earlier, when we all trudged through the muck and mud, hostilely dodging snow flurries while working our tails off to harvest nearly a thousand pumpkins and squash, the Her Golden Highness was freakin' AWOL. Details, right? Still, although it was a ginormous sigh of relief to see Her late in the day, it was almost left like She was all thumbs-in-her-ears and Nana-Nana-Boo-Booing the likes of us.
1000 pumpkins and squash? What?
ReplyDeleteWe haven't seen the sun since we left Florida on the 27th of Sept. It is supposed to make a slight appearance tomorrow. It better, before I scream at someone.
Sue