The last night before Don returns home from Iowa and I invited my eleven year old granddaughter to spend the night with me, after I took her and her brother and a friend to the splash pad.
On the way home tonight with Lydia, a deer dashed across the exit in front of us. It all happened so fast that I never hit the brakes before it was gone. Thank God, we didn't hit it.
We are so blessed.
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Hello from Kentucky!
Just wanted to say thank You for the blog. It's a blessed spot always. It's been raining here too - supposed to rain all week.
Kerry's excited - he's going to an Interpretive Guide Certification Course in Aug. This is something he's been wanting to do for some time.
I'm hoping to get my cast off the middle of August. Right now that seems a LONG time from now!
God bless your week!
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