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So close yet so far.
You see that green crock on the left? That’s a French butter crock. It’s awesome.
You see the butter on the counter, not in the crock? That is not awesome.
She hasn’t learned the concept of boundaries.
(And I suppose neither have we.)
Ten years in and I’m guessing nothing is going to change.
Love on the road.
I adore taking new routes just to discover little gems like this.
I wonder if BH still loves CC.
While I defrosted chicken Ken did some nude sunbathing.
Just another typical night in our kitchen.
Yours too?
My favorite tree.
My favorite view.
My favorite way home.
Tabasco Sauce + Diet Dr. Pepper + Water = ???
Scientist Beau at work.
The possibilities are endless.
Beautiful blue skies and puffy white clouds.
And dust devils.
Because summer isn’t complete without swirling dust.
Apparently I have separation anxiety.
I can’t take a four-day weekend without adding some work.
I need help.
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