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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

*tuesday's child.

It's fall! You know what that means. The smell of cool rain and the feel of crisp leaves.

yellow.


The dulcet tones of water pouring through one's roof.

drops on roses.


And the sight of a man and his baby.

mean ole daddy.


Or, as LSis likes to say, "Mean ole daddy."



Wish me luck: The Woodside ain't much of an ark.

1 comments:

Anonymous
at: 9:10 PM said...

DEar Lord, turn the water pressure down...she's a baby!

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