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Dear Mother Nature

Dear Mother Nature,

Please stop.  Momma put a hundred thousand layers of clothes on me and I.  Don't.  Like.  It.

Love, The Gidge

A slighly blurred view from just inside the garage

 

 

 

Looks cool with the flash on, eh?

 

I don't like you right now, Momma.

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