The sound of the big drips from the tree branches hitting the car roof was indeed making a noise that sounded a lot like stones.
What followed was a decision to tiki tour the slow way back home finding as many opportunities as possible to drive under trees laden with water just waiting to rain their 'rocks' down on us.
Precious memories of little people.
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3 comments :
precious indeed!
oh how I love them
love and light
love that and that you took a detour too just for them x
Priceless :) Lately when we ask #1 how she knows something it's always "i just do, because it's in my brains"... :)
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