Spent Sunday out on the farm with our grandson, Killian. Took him out to visit the herd. It was really pretty interesting. I can't decide who was the most fascinated; Killian, or the horses. He ran and laughed and patted them on their noses, they ran and snorted and lipped his hair and jacket. Which ever way Killian ran the horses followed. When he stood still, they clustered around and sniffed his hair and blew on him while he squealed and laughed. Fun for the whole bunch. Kept me busy keeping him out from under their feet but it was a good time.
Bring carrots.








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Credo quia absurdum est
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Bad spellers of the World
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Bad spellers of the World
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Bad spellers of the World
Rules are my passion...
Giving up is the easiest...
Making friends is the hardest...
Connecting makes me smile...
Separating makes me cry...
When will be...
What will be...
Whoever tries...
Gets a bag full of smiles...
If ever our path crossed...
I will never have a second thought...
I like to be your friend...
A unique one...
Until the end...
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...I'd prefer the term 'Musically Challenged'.
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