The phrase “calm before the storm” never seemed so true.
The bridge that crosses 440 on the greenway. We were spotting race cars and sweating.
He paints the roses red.
It was a Tarheel fan, thus the mold.
A lady was lying in the park posing for the audience.
one is waking up from a nap listening to the mountain climber.
What does your family call a roly poly (or potato bug)?