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All sorts of folks used to visit out there and that included some poachers who had to be run off. There the usual farm hands and our friends. All of those treees are natives of different varieties. The ones at this house are Stuarts/ Those huge trees were planted by my father about 40 years ago. One in front and one in back for good shade.
I see the crape myrtle finally blooming. That was Daddy's too. There used to be grapevine on the fence over there before the cows left. That is the very same fence that my cousin Debbie got hurt on when my horse threw her off. I have never seen anybody run as fast as Uncle Jimbo did!
My gratitude for life and love is growing day by day. I have always considered myself non-judgemental but have realized that I am a bit that way through profiling. I try though. Personally if you are good to others over yourself, it's what Jesus would do. And he's right here on the desk looking at me ^k^
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