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PTC* had a sweet photo on his post the other day that reminded me of something I haven’t thought of in ages. Twenty years ago when they were eight or nine, H and her best friend L used to cross … Continue reading
PTC* had a sweet photo on his post the other day that reminded me of something I haven’t thought of in ages. Twenty years ago when they were eight or nine, H and her best friend L used to cross … Continue reading
Nothing much, but atmospheric on this morning’s walk through New North and along our loops of roads. Lake H was white, not wet. I’m paying no attention whatsoever, but it’s 61 days, 9 hours, 40 minutes, 40 seconds until the … Continue reading
It wasn’t all mud on the floor and unflushed toilets at our elegant weekend plumbing party. I’m told dinner was excellent, and I can personally vouch for the fact that we had some very nice wines, especially a Toquade, a … Continue reading