Thursday, October 13, 2011


Walking the farm.

There is a pond beyond the field,
and down a path.

The water is cool,
and the air around it is naturally air-conditioned.

The evening winds down with a fire.

And stories.

And jokes.

For the record,
my corny CLEAN 2nd grade jokes
were welcome int he Amish crowd.

So there!


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