Mmm...fresh bread, warm from the oven. Butter. Honey with nutmeg mixed in. A sprinkle of cinnamon. Oh, bliss! Thank you, oh gods of field and grain, for something so trenscendent and beautiful.
Amen, or something.
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I may never sleep again - not because my mattress is crapping out (which it is) but because I have a new photo-editing program to play with. So many photos, so many effects, so few hours in the day.
Look:
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I am excited about going to pick blueberries in the next week or so. How boring am I??
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That's all I've got right now. Sad.
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I'm excited about blueberries too... and I've already gone to pick them once (but there weren't many ripe onec) so I think that makes me even sadder than you. I'm excited about repicking blueberries. Oh dear... and now I'm bragging about it... can it get any worse?
ripe ones not onec
I really need to stop now
Heh, Gina, it's OK - I speak typo!
At least we're not alone in our blueberry love, huh?
Oh, and welcome!
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