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through the woods…..
Over the river and through the woods To Grandmother’s house we go. The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh Through the white and drifted snow, O! Over the river and through the woods Oh, how the wind does blow. It stings the nose And bites the toes As over the ground we go.…
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handmade thank you’s…
I’m sure you recall all the fabulous bragging I did about my new beautifully painted kitchen and living/dining room. my wonderful aunt Jacqlin and her daughter, Maija dropped everything to come up here from Hood River to paint for me. I didn’t even have to ask. they offered willingly and lovingly. and because I was…