One of my favorite things about the month of August is naked ladies.
Now, I am NOT talking about women nude at the beach. I'm talking about a beautiful flower that my Grandmother Ireland had in her yard.
They came up out of nowhere for my birthday every year the first week of August. They are the most beautiful pink delicate flowers I've every seen. For years I thought they were just for me because they came out for my birthday.
I also remember them because my Gramma actually said the word "naked". I thought that was funny.
Sure didn't take much to entertain me. Come to think of it, I still like little surprises that God sends!
Now, I am NOT talking about women nude at the beach. I'm talking about a beautiful flower that my Grandmother Ireland had in her yard.
They came up out of nowhere for my birthday every year the first week of August. They are the most beautiful pink delicate flowers I've every seen. For years I thought they were just for me because they came out for my birthday.
I also remember them because my Gramma actually said the word "naked". I thought that was funny.
Sure didn't take much to entertain me. Come to think of it, I still like little surprises that God sends!
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