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Showing posts with label frog boots. Show all posts
Showing posts with label frog boots. Show all posts
Friday, April 8, 2011
Dash Like The Wind
"I can dash like the wind, Bean," said Elizabeth.
Ah, the difference a day makes; from *personal care homes with racks for walkers to wind-dashing...
Can you, Bean? Dash like the wind?
She took off ahead of me up the dirt road along the river, pink arms pumping. Chewy came crashing up behind us with a log in his mouth.
I can dash like the wind.
ps. Green frog boots are helpful, but not essential to wind-dashing.
Okay, your turn...
Fill in the blank for today -
I can _____________________.
*read "Did It Okay"/ April 6, 2011
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