Well, that was unexpected....
Mother Nature just casually letting us know who is really in control.
I was in the rose garden, I had been there all day, furiously pruning and weeding since early morning after school lurgies had meant the little one had been at home for almost two weeks straight and my jobs list was getting overwhelmingly backed up. I knew a storm was coming, that’s why I was working at break-neck speed. If I could get ev…
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