I’m not dreaming. This morning, while we were finishing up breakfast, we heard a low flying plane buzz the house. We ran outside and saw it circling and coming back. Then a package fell from the sky…and the package had chocolate. And it was good.
And then on Monday, chocolate fell from the heavens
It’s amazing how a bit of chocolate can lift the spirits! You must’ve savoured every morsel. 🙂
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You have been initiated into the John Frumm “cargo cult”so prevalent here in the South Pacific.
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I had no idea there was a religion based on loot falling from the sky!
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