As I was getting in the car this afternoon I saw a hole in the clouds. My Grandmother next door told me that if you see a hole in the clouds and blow at it, your breath will widen the hole and disperse the clouds. So I blew into this hole. The wintry clouds should disperse now. You're welcome!
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
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