The story of the puff ball goes like this, the girls and I walked home one day after locking the keys in our car, it was cold and windy but what a find, we carefully held this puff ball in our hands as we made the three miles trek through Fairhope. But it doesn't end there , well sort of, it sat and sat and sat on my pie plate for 2 weeks waiting to be photographed, well I finally got around to it today.
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