My little brother was an adventerous onery child. I remember him always carrying a BB gun out and about.
Mt. Elden on fire. That's a memory! whew! Luckily no one was injured and the fire was put out.
Beans blew up in his face. He was left with a very obvious scar in the middle of his forehead shaped like a bean. Throughout his life in later years we always joked with him about "the beans".
"Bean head"...."beaned in the bean with a bean."
Later when I got home and unwrapped the flowers, there tucked deep inside the flower stems were 3 dry pinto beans.
a message from Tim.
I still have those beans.
They are going on my ofrenda shrine.
Linked to rebecca @ dia de los muertos.