So my son see's them flying under the old cast iron skillet and I say we'll get em after dark..i'm thinkin golf ball size hole under the pan and low and behold there's the nest...attached to the skillet

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Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other the person to die ......

"When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, "I used everything you gave me."