An intregral piece to the Wild Turkey project is selling our house. Charles and I have become neatnicks. I didn't think I was capable, but I never doubted Charles. What is frustrating is that now that we have cleaned, weeded, and polished, all we can do is wait for the perfect match. This month my roses are in all their glory and I can't imagine how anyone could resist their beauty and fragrance. I am hopeful, the stock market is up. Take a look below.
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