By Dierks Bentley- the name that is so made up that if it's not I'll give away my left foot. I love some good country songs, and this one reminds me of Bay County. It's ok that it's totally cheesy, dramatic and so full of imagery that Woodsworth would be jealous.
so be it.
I have many many things to say about the past three days of reunions, fireworks, RAIN, and family. All I can say tonight is that when we went outside to enjoy neighborhood fireworks, a tiny tree frog jumped into our tiled floor dining room area. He was in my hand for a moment, and then jumped into his own little destiny. Inside our home. we looked around for Mr. Green forever. He may join us for breakfast in the morning. He is still here. Creeping me out. Perhaps crawling along my Yamaha keyboard, or canvases, leaving cute footprints.
Have fun, little green man! Our home is yours. Too much water has fallen for four days in a row for us not to expect a small invasion of insects or other creatures.
Happy fourth all! Be proud, and be proud of being proud!
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