Hannah and her girlfriends went as a trio on Halloween. Hannah, on the left, was the good angel, with the dark angel on the right, and the pure bride every girl wants to be in the middle. I'm glad to see Beauty Queen Hannah is fitting right in down in Dallas. Not exactly like the Halloween of my youth, where we would steal our mother's white sheets, cut holes in them and go around as ghosts. Then there was the popular hobo, with coal smudge on our faces and a stick with a bandana on the end. Look at those shrubs in the yard of the new house - I wish I could trim them for Mia's bridal centerpieces in February. No hybrid shrubs here on the farm - my goats would eat them.
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