This is what I awakened to this morning:
Maybe I needed a reminder that I wasn’t snuggled into my bed in Doright Manor near Quincy, FL, on this Friday morning. Or maybe it was time for my “Driving on Snowy Roads” refresher course.
Brrrrr! And peace, people.
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Does this mean that it’s really time to put the flip flops away!?
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I reckon that’s exactly what it means. Until I get back home, that is.
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