Uncurl, May 2008
I can't take time to write or read blogs. I just can't. On a day like today it would be wrong.
It's time to be outside in the garden, in the playground, at the greenhouse (kind of outside), in the air on the open road ... the warmth, the new water, the scent of green sap.
But first, the waffles.
Later.
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