Watching kids tumble and do dangerous things is heart-wrenching as an adult, and being told that as a kid is such a bother!
Fool me once, shame on you, fool me seven times and my name’s probably Blake.
So close, Vachel. So close.
Even as a kid, when our house was heated only by firewood, I had mixed feelings about cutting down trees.
I think some of my favorite things are things I can’t define exactly why I like them.
The realities of the animal world once again rears its ugly head.
I think the entire comic strip “Little Dee” was just an excuse to draw a bunny in a canning jar. <3
It’s so true. Preserving things like jam…. you have to preserve a LOT to have it last any time at all. :)
My childhood mind at work, thinking how I would do it.
This reminds me of friends showing up an hour late. Oh, did we say 3:00? I thought we said 4:00. Mutter mutter.
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