

I got eggs to hang on the tree outside of Billy's. The girls loved this. Josie helped me hang them. In her mud boots, of course.
Jess wanted to know what kind of chicken lays eggs in a tree. I'm not sure. That was a good question.
"You can't think how I depend on you, and when you're not there the color goes out of my life."
Virginia Woolf -- to her sister
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