June 17, 2015

It's raining, it's pouring . . .

Actually, it isn't right at the moment, but we've gotten quite a bit from what my oldest daughter refers to as "Tropical Storm Dad" for anyone who wants to solve the mystery of what my ex-husband's name was. This post barely qualifies as a drive by, but I worked at Manna again, and am short on time. Thus, a tiny display in honor of our recent weather:
this larger one hanging out with the tin pail. That's it. See, I said it was barely a drive by. See you tomorrow.


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