But hey! We took a picnic out to the stream, and frolicked in the water a bit. We had our fun, though we all complained that it was too hard to run with all the stuff we were carryin'. Our desert was the fruit the back yard former commercial orchards provided. The plumbs were as good as anything I could remember. Tomorrow we were takin' six buckets and fillin' 'em to the brim with everythin' ripe for juicin'. DAMN, I WISH THE EQUINES WERE HERE!!!!
Oh well.
Nice things were happenin' in the news. More and more corruption bein' exposed left and right. Things as they were, were fallin' apart. Granted it was like watchin' a clock to count years, but it was a'happenin'.
One day. . .an' that day was approachin'!
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