It's the puppies, two new ones in a pin past Snowman's old den. The littlest one, she loves puppies and grown dogs and turkeys and chickens and roosters.
Today I am grateful for a little farm that I don't even have to work, for a squash recipe and for a visit with amazing people.
Jemba sent this.
If I die today, somebody tell mama I was happy.
Nevermind.
She knows.
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