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Not sure I would have gotten to them anyway, but I had planned to work on twigs, branches, and logs. It is raining. Well, mildly, but for a while now. It's all going to be too wet to muss with. Fine. If I can I will work inside. If. I love and hate that word, especially when it isn't a notion I control.
Sam is staying outside. It's cool out there. Still, she gets it her way.
We need the rain, or so they say. May have to give it until they regret stealing.
Ugh... anyway... later.
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