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momentary spring
So it was Spring, it really was, even though it’s decided to be snowy cold again. Pictures from proper Springy Central Park this past Sunday:
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flax-golden tales: DIY spring
DIY spring We have to have Spring now, my littlest sister declares. This declaration is followed by a watering can emptying over my head. I manage to save my book from liquid annihilation, barely.
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better. mostly.
I am mostly better. I say this because I can actually get out of bed and I can speak normally in between coughing fits. I am also very tired most of the time. I
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flax-golden tales: a lonely giraffe spun into myth
a lonely giraffe spun into myth They say the silver giraffe is nocturnal but that’s not true. He suffers from insomnia. They say that he will visit you if you leave an apricot out
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so it turns out “ill” was an understatement
After my fever hit 104 on Friday, Adam made me go to the doctor and what I’d thought was a spring cold was the flu, and it went and morphed into bronchitis just for
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flax-golden tales: map without treasure
map without treasure The map, they said when they sold it to us, was found tucked in the threadbare jacket of a skeleton in a jewel-strewn cave but the general consensus amongst the crew