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Broken Record

My brother’s like a broken record.  He tells me about how we used to bike around the neighborhood pretending we were race car drivers, and how we’d gained multiple knee scrapes from turning the curb too fast. He’ll tell me this story twice, thrice, or even four times in a row, and laugh about the good ol’ days. I laugh with him, because though he doesn’t remember that he’s already told me this story for the fourth time in a row, he does remember the fun we had. My brother’s like a broken record, but I don’t mind one bit.

Birds at Birdfeeder


I went outside yesterday to find something to record, and I was happy to see that God had sparrows and perhaps a Gold Finch come to our birdfeeder. It is great that God created these beautiful birds. My favorite is the yellow one, which I think is a Gold Finch. I would have recorded some more but my camera battery died. However, I am pleased and satisfied with the video I got. 

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