The storm blew the roof off the barn; now, I can see the stars.
Ok, so the barn has a trapeze. Like I said, the man who built was a free spirit and we haven't brought ourselves to take it down....because of nights like last night. Watch and learn my friends. Observe the mother of my nephew and niece...an upstanding citizen.
Posted by Slope Opera at 7:31 AM
Labels: adirondacks, the barn
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