I found this at an antique/junk store in Longview.
This time? What to do? Nearly frozen, I looked around. Saaaammmmm. Where are you? Hmmm...In the shop. In my left hand, I held a bag filled with pears? Nope. A broken twig on the pear tree? Hmmm? I broke the end off the twig, took a deep breath, swiped the wasp off my shin. It landed on the ground. Hallelujah! I ground the wasp into the ground. And felt not one bit of remorse!
Sorry but I'm laughing about the wasp thing. It made me think about what Brenna would do if she noticed something like that on her. All I could picture was her reacting like on of those fainting goats. Could you imagine that. I'm sure I wouldn't have looked any more refined while squealing the whole time. :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.... the pictures and words were a joy to see and read... :O)
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