Out on the mudflat, mulling over mudthings. The tide is about to turn. Hitch up your pants and head for shore.
The wind blew hard overnight and early this morning. Clang clang clang went the baffle in the duct from the dryer.
Cones were driven from the trees,
Funny! Never seen a soccer ball that color before. You Canadians, always in the vanguard.
I know this well. There is a football in an oak tree at the state park we visit. It has been there for a couple of years now; through tropical storm force winds.
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