Where do I begin? First I am surrounded by water. Lake St. Clair is my
backyard and to the left of us, a canal is our friendly neighbor. In front of
our yard lies the Marsh where fishermen unite in hopes of bringing home a feast
for dinnar. Down the road a little there is a mailbox that is 20 feet above the
ground (for air mail - LOL!) And down our sidestreets its nothing to see the
residents riding their horses. And farms...Oh my word. Every other street
has a farm with horses, cows, pigs, lambs and other of God's creatures.
Our little spot on this earth is a glimpse into Heaven.
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