I was sitting outside in my wicker rocker with my wonderful hot cup of perfectly brewed organic coffee watching the morning sky as the clouds changed to pink. A jet began to draw a line dissecting my perfect view. By Patti Jo Edwards September 6, 2013 NewsWithViews.com “Chem-trail or con-trail?” I asked aloud to the
I was sitting outside in my wicker rocker with my wonderful hot cup of perfectly brewed organic coffee watching the morning sky as the clouds changed to pink. A jet began to draw a line dissecting my perfect view. By Patti Jo Edwards September 6, 2013 NewsWithViews.com “Chem-trail or con-trail?” I asked aloud to the