Re: Happy Sunday Folk.
Good morning all, it looks nice outside so far. Isn’t it strange how dreams and reality intermingle? I was dreaming I was walking through a wheat field on a beautiful sunny day, the wheat gently swaying in the light breeze, the birds twittering in the trees and alls well with the world. Suddenly the skies darken and there are several loud clashes of thunder. I woke up and there was the wife beside me snoring like a horse, that was at 6.30am and hard as I tried I couldn’t nod off again.Re: Happy Sunday Folk.
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