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flax-golden tales: cinderella pumpkin
cinderella pumpkin As soon as I read the sign and saw what the pumpkins were called I knew I had to have one. My mom said no. She said they don’t make good jack-o’-lanterns.
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flax-golden tales: impractical footwear
impractical footwear “Are you really wearing those shoes?” the girl next to me asks in the pre-midnight lull before everything starts, looking down at my feet. From her tone I’m guessing her expression is
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anniversary & apples
Today is wedding anniversary number four, and the boy and I spent it as is somewhat traditional, galavanting around New Hampshire and picking apples. (Last year it was cold & rainy, so we went
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tessa and a box. again.
Yet another Tessa + Box = TRUE LOVE story that will leave the kitten crushed and broken-hearted when I must recycle the box. She’ll find another (inevitably doomed) cardboard love. She’s resilient.
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flax-golden tales: a suitor spurned
a suitor spurned I met him at a party. I told him he was sweet, but not my type. It wasn’t exactly a lie. It’s not like I threw the glass of wine he