Monday, July 23, 2012

Thursday on the farm.

Our Thursdays go as follows:

Eat fresh fruit, make hot pads out of the Bainbridge rocks we collected yesterday. Play badminton against the horses, take the younglings on a photoshoot because us oldlings didn't feel like getting ready. (I'll let this girl post more photos of that.) I was found reading the dictionary. My Gramma has the best dictionary. And of course, go to the awesome Jazz concerts and totally bust out all our moves, and get our pictures taken by advertisment people. If you see us dancing on a billboard, it's totally okay. And of course, we went night swimming, well sunset swimming, in the ocean. It was beautiful. 

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