(This morning, the power went out.)
(And) My nephew kept screaming "Ooohoo! Ooohoo!" when the the power came back on...
Little did he realize that his scream was in perfect pitch.:)
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A Bright Clearing I AM.
There are worn-out circular paths around that bush. I can't help it... venturing off has always been my nature.
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