Hurricane Ingram blew out of my house this morning, leaving in its path destruction . . . . Just Kidding. Well, Almost Kidding.
I wish they lived down the street that way we could see them and not have to worry about all the time they need to unpack, repack, organize, repack, and on and on. It would be nice just to "be" with them.
The girls had so much fun with my nephew John. I should probably have slipped him a couple of bucks for keeping them occupied.
Their next furlow is in two years. It seems so far away.Current conditions at the Riddle House - Overcast and too quiet. :(
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