By this...
Good thing I didn't plan a parade today.
*head cocked*
I've never planned a parade.
Good thing I didn't plan a parade today.
*head cocked*
I've never planned a parade.
| Sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God: who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains. Psalm 147:7, 8 |
4 comments:
Wow! Those pictures are incredible! Hope it didn't blow you and all of your little cownots away!
Interestingly, those clouds didn't even spit a drip. Go figure. Rained in the night, though, and I'm told our route betwixt here-and-there is threatening to go under. We'll see.
Yes, Kev told me that that road from X to X hadn't flooded since a few years ago--probably the last time I visited you guys! SO SORRY to bring it to you again!!!!! :\
Silly Girl. Ü
And the waters remained beneath the road. Try again? *snort*
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