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At A Snail’s Face

At A Snail’s Face

Posted by on Apr 5, 2014 | 2 comments

Oh, boy, mama is out there digging around under the plants looking for snails to put on her face!  YES—on her FACE.  Well, if they can do it in Japan at a spa and charge a bunch of money, why not do it at home.  I, for one, love batting snails around, although I have great respect for something that can carry its house around with it.  If I could do that,...

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Love Thy Neighbor

Posted by on Apr 4, 2014 | 0 comments

This is NOT our neighbor’s job site but… Love thy neighbour. Well, maybe.  Our neighbor, if you can call him that, is a developer who came into our quiet, lovely street and started building a huge, illegal “private house” that we are convinced is going to be four apartments within it walls. BUT…anthros are innocent until proven...

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Sweet Innocent Sleep

Sweet Innocent Sleep

Posted by on Apr 3, 2014 | 0 comments

Well, maybe not so innocent for some.  Present company excluded, of course.  But I’ve been reading so many articles lately about sleep deprivation and about how we should consider adding sleep as one of the health benefits like eating properly, not smoking and getting enough exercise. Hey, for me sleep IS exercise!  Mama had a friend whose boyfriend...

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Seeds of Content

Seeds of Content

Posted by on Apr 2, 2014 | 0 comments

THE GOAL! Well, after about 3 minutes of sun, wind and rain are tearing up our plans to get those Roma tomatoes started in their little boxes so that we’ll have summer fare around here.  Note the use of ‘we’, because this is how planting goes: Mama opens the big bag of organic earth for planting seeds and lines up her little pressed dirt...

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Love

Love

Posted by on Apr 1, 2014 | 0 comments

Well, yesterday, mama and papa met.  Sort of.  They actualy met many years ago but yesterday was the date of that auspicious meeting (love that word! ‘auspicious’, not ‘meeting’…duh) and they toasted one another and gazed into one another’s eyes and said, “Oh, boy, oh boy, oh boy, was that a day.” I listen to...

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