When I was a small child, just old enough to play outside the house, I would sit on the ground and "play' with the dirt. Thing was, there was no dirt, just cement, asphalt, brick, stuff like that.
Now I find myself sitting on the ground and 'playing' with dirt for hours a day. Thing is, now it is soil, rocks, wood, stuff like that. I am soooooooo happy!
With gratitude to Kim, who along with God, has made this possible for me. She thinks I am strange, but then, who doesn't?
Love someone well today,
Bobby
Drip, Drip, Drip
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*Ping, ding, thwatt, splatt, knock, smack, attacked, duck, run, find cover.
*Found*. Kick, pound, smack again and again, pull, scratch, thrown over
there ...
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