DeA likes to tell me that she's not ready for a Sunday nap and is going to read her scriptures instead, but then...
DeA and I were walking out our front door to go grab something at Mom and Dad's when we heard a rattle. After a short search, Dad found it on the driveway and Rock disposed of it.
Hudson was fascinated by the carcass.
A dead snake, a shotgun, and a fish head. Really hillbilling it up on the England knoll.
Hampa teaching the new generation how to water witch.
It was a pretty evening.
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