On summer days, our swimming hole stays pretty busy. In fact, Tink has taken to keeping a calendar of who wants it when.Often, I sit on the porch to write and hear the sweetness of childish laughter drifting across beautiful green grass, past the barn, and through the trees that are filled with beauty and leaves. One of the donkeys, sassy Belle Watley no doubt, bellows.She seems t...
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