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-- Wisdsom pursues me but I run faster.
Crt Jakhel wrote:An 80-year-old lady in our village told this story...
When I was young, almost all the houses were still made of straw and clay. The walls were very thick and the floor was bare. The walls came handy during the war but the floor was sometimes a problem. Once there was a long, long period of rain... And when I got up in the morning and got off my bed I stepped on a molehill.
thats funny!
Shenanigans of the sheep and wooly sort.. And many more.. https://www.instagram.com/girlwalkswithgoats/
Papa always says, "Don't go away angry... just go away."
