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painting rocks |
It was a beautiful, tranquil week.....until the end.

All week it was sunny and warm and calm.
But on Thursday, the lake was like glass.
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Waiting for the storm. |
One couldn't see where the lake ended and the sky began.
But the boys were packing stuff up.

Battening down the hatches.
The girls and I loooked at each other; we rolled our eyes.
The storm was coming! Maybe a tornado!

Wait!! Is that a gust of wind? NO false alarm.
Our protectors were preparing everything for the big weather about to roll through.
Oh wait...was that a raindrop? Nothing.

Dinner came and passed, still no storm.
I think it began to sprinkle a bit after dinner.
What a wonderful, non-dramatic, pleasant week at the beach!
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