Manna from heaven

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Can you see it?
How about now? Under the Samoan coconut tree?

Lookathat! Like Easter or something!
I found 4 wild chicken eggs under the tree-- I'm thrilled! I haven't quite eaten them yet. I'm trying to think of something suitable. I'm hoping there won't be any little bones or feathers inside, but if there are, that will be a new culinary experience.
Thanks for the bounty, nature! Who needs grocery stores? Now I just need some gallons of milk to come tumbling from the clouds.
This is one of those rare posts that is relevant to each of my scattered blogs, so if you are disappointed to see the same one thrice, sorry!

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  1. KatharineFebruary 4, 2009 at 7:39 AM

    I stumbled across your blog in a random moment, and have enjoyed your transparency and voice. Your writing is "real" in all the best ways. Thanks for sharing!

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