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RE: Tree Tuesday Forks Over the Day
Oh, yes! The helicopters never cease, just change color. The beauty and the feelgood I am left with after listening to a children's choir is priceless.
Haha! I have to wonder where the words came from, but your thoughts on it have passed through m brain, although usually a fork comes off it (think weku) and it is a "fork" in the road to change direction.
Oh, smiling is all you can do.
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LOL thinking back; if a leaned over a table instead of asking for something to be passed to you at my Gran's house, you got a hard fork in the hand... Oh dear that would be considered child abuse today!