Posted by Loulou on Jun 21, 2016 | 10 comments

Well, mama is running around, as usual, nervous like a sack full of turkeys, as papa’s grandpa used to say, but actually, she’s trying to catch white butterflies that, in California at least, just love to leave their little eggs on the tomatoes so that one day, blithely skipping out to the garden to check out the progress of say, Buffalo Steak...

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