One of the yards I tend has a recurring sink hole. With the rain we had over the past week it
has begun opening up again. Right next
to my pretty flowers.
So today I took some time and rearranged the plants. We’re supposed to have torrential rains over
the next thirty hours and I didn’t relish the idea of sliding down eight feet into
the mud to rescue them.
There’s a visual for you.
Can’t you just picture me, someone holding my feet, waiting to yank me
back out once I was thoroughly slimed and had snagged the poor little
plants? Yeah, me too but still, I
decided to save them today, before it became critical instead.
I’d tell you to stay dry but that goes against my nature so
how about be safe? If you’re so inclined
come out and dance in the rain with me.
Hey, you only get so wet and then, when you’re ready, you go inside and
dry off.
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