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!
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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. :)
Beautiful.... the pictures and words were a joy to see and read... :O)
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