My youngest and I were outside checking the garden, plucking green beans and sugar snap peas together when a rushing sound began to make its way across the woods. I stepped back onto the porch and recorded the sound. It was powerful and beautiful and calming even with the ominous dark clouds rolling our way. Enjoy :)
Oh, and that’s my chicken coop. Yes, it’s a little church. I call it Fluffingham Chapel!
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