When I was little, we had a garage that had a fence behind it. Between the fence and the garage there was some scrap wood that ran the whole length of the garage. There was just enough space behind there for a little one to hide. I know it was not a secret, everyone knew about it, but it wasn't always the first place one would think to look. I used to go there when I wanted to be alone.
Thursday, March 6, 2014
My First Ramble
So I thought I would jump on the blog wagon and see what comes out. Getting a name and a title up was enough for one day. I wouldn't want to overextend myself. :-)
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