I love the rain. When it rains, I don't complain about my truck getting muddy or my hair getting frizzy.
I would love to grow a whole carpet of moss, instead of a lawn.
I love this fella. He's chill about letting me take a picture of him.
Or two...
or three. 
I hope you're enjoying yourself in your neck of the woods.
From Whippoorwill Road,
Bernadine
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