We had a lovely and dear friend from Virginia spend the night with us at Doright Manor on Friday. She and I stayed up late drinking wine and solving all the world’s problems, and I have to admit I had no time to ponder, let alone write, a blog post.
After our visitor left for further adventures along the coast on Saturday morning, I took a nap thinking perhaps a blog idea would come to my subconscious. Nope. When I awakened I noticed that Studly was out in his shop working on one of his motorcycles. I joined him, still hoping for some inspiration, but came up blank.
As I walked around the house, skirting hurricane debris, fallen leaves, and upended trees, trying my best to latch onto an idea, I finally came to the conclusion that I was stumped.
Completely and
utterly
stumped. Oh well. I’ll try again tomorrow.
Peace, people.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
You weren’t so stumped. Your wrote this. 🙂
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The stumps unstumped me.
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Hahaha brilliant. This was a perfect piece about being stumped – and ended up being entertaining content! I hope you enjoyed solving the world’s problems – there isn’t anything quite like staying up with somebody to solve the world’s problems 🙂
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I enjoyed the visit so much!
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You? Stumped? No way…. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Some days I’m so stumped!
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Well it never comes over x
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Then the witchcraft is working.
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Oh so sorry you have lost so many trees. At least you put the stumps to good use 🙂
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Thank you! There are places west of us where there are more stumps than trees.
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Yes, it hit hard this year.
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