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Saint Valentine
‘Basement smells bad. Look for cat poops, change litter.’
Happy Valentines Day. (note to her gardener) Martha Stewart
Happy Valentines Day. (note to her gardener) Martha Stewart
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happy valentine's day . . .
godiva is good. the real story . . . my granddaughter wanted just one little chocolate covered strawberry and I ended up with a half dozen . . . plus truffles.
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heartbreaker
Friday
Perseverance 101
She thought about it. Looked at it from every single angle. Carefully weighed her options. Measured it with her eyes over and over. And then finally, with hunger outweighing fear, she jumped out with every ounce of courage she could muster and grabbed the wire and shimmied down to her reward. After that initial success, she effortlessly leaped out time and again, never again hesitating, never questioning what was possible.
Proof that what holds us back is confined to what we tell ourselves. I never know what clever disguise my next "teacher" will choose.
Sunday
Wednesday
Déjà vu . . . .
all over again . . . kinda
schools have been closed since before way Christmas except for five days . . .
see the wood stacked for the fireplace - next to the kitchen door?
now you don't? that was a little over a week apart . . . . .
this was about two hours ago . . . got a lot more now. See you this weekend?? I have to - I will have a big pink coconut cake with 81 candles to deliver . . . .
schools have been closed since before way Christmas except for five days . . .
see the wood stacked for the fireplace - next to the kitchen door?
now you don't? that was a little over a week apart . . . . .
this was about two hours ago . . . got a lot more now. See you this weekend?? I have to - I will have a big pink coconut cake with 81 candles to deliver . . . .
Saturday
winter schminter (fcp)
Monday
vigilante force
So... here I am, sitting by the window enjoying my book and a cup of tea, when I glance outside and spot this "rodent with a tail" trying to figure out how to reach my bird feeder.
he quickly went high and low, contemplating his strategy....when suddenly, he glances over and sees ME at eye level, staring out the window at him.
Clearly he has a problem with being photographed because...
the next thing I knew, he flung himself through the thorny rose bushes and landed on the window sill where he tried to figure out how to get in. And do what? Tell me all about it? The more I think about it, I'm fairly certain I've seen him somewhere before because he looked very familiar....
the next thing I knew, he flung himself through the thorny rose bushes and landed on the window sill where he tried to figure out how to get in. And do what? Tell me all about it? The more I think about it, I'm fairly certain I've seen him somewhere before because he looked very familiar....
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