All this week we have had wet weather. Little sprinkles here and there to great down pours. My body; especially my knees have had a jolt. I'm still thankful for each and every rainy day that I have. Yesterday my sister said "what a nice day" I shook my head and wanted to say it wasn't, but she was right. It was a nice day because it was a day that God had made. We went to sew with the seniors but they were celebrating Memorial Day with a picnic style dinner. We stayed for an hour and then came home.
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