i bet you've been taking out to the shed once or twice! lol
With the possibility of "fire being met with fire" I would seek refuge in a garden shed as long as it was protected on all four sides by St. Michael's shield. Now, in more pleasant moments, a garden shed that opened up to a field of flowers, with gentle swaying trees and the song of birds would suit me fine as long as I had a plate of chilled grapes, cheese, crackers and a chilled bottle of Golden Jubilee. Just being silly on a hot but lovely Wednesday evening in So Cal. 😆
What time can I come by?! :)
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