I must admit… sometimes I do dingy things.
Those who know me well, and still love me, will tell you this is true. They’ve seen it first-hand.
For example, this one evening my family and our friends were sitting around the campfire talking, laughing, telling stories all while stoking the flames for roasting smores after the sun went down.
The warm aroma of soup in a crock pot filled the crisp, autumn air and as we sat in our big circle there was laughter and kids playing tic tac toe toss behind us and we were having so much fun telling stories to one another.
Modern Hen home 