Yesterday was Sunday. My husband, Rooster and I drove 8th St., here on the Island.
Rooster – “No one would have ever believed this.”
Me – “What are you talking about?”
Rooster – “That you and I would be headed to church in our Mercedes.”
Me – “Come to think of it, no one would have ever pictured this, unless the car was stolen and we were running from the law!”
Us – laughter
Expect a miracle!
Fish Eye Farm 
Sounds like things are good, I’m glad for you both. When i hear stories like that I usually think of Frank Sinatra singing ”
Cycles”
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We miss you guys. Things are good. We did yoga last night. It’s all good.
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