from the life of a 35 year old mother, artist, and generally curious person.
6.04.2005
ok.. ok...
So I limbed weed trees instead. At least now I feel like I have gotten something *done*, and before it got to hot, too. What can I say? The stores don't open for another hour, and the pruning shears just leapt into my hand! Honest!
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