Picking some colors for the house exterior. My theme is “coastal cottage”.
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A compulsive writer's vat of alphabet. I miss living in a barnyard and taking my house camping.
Picking some colors for the house exterior. My theme is “coastal cottage”.
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The left one is my house in Mississippi.
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Move-in day is tomorrow. Saturday the painter comes over to estimate.
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I think, culturally, we’ve been a bit more than stupid. This morning my aunt was remembering how they used to iron their clothes outdoors in the shade of the pecan tree to hopefully catch a hint of breeze in the blistering summer. Ironing. In the heat.
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When I get a song idea, it becomes fully formed in my head. It’s sorrowful and painful that I can’t manifest it. Really need to do something about it. Been a problem all my life.
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I like “alas” and I use it often. But I don’t use “alack”. Ever.
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Money can’t buy happiness. But it does pay the damn bills, which buys peace. Within which I can better find happiness.
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So my across-the-road neighbor has this circle. What do you think it is? Their house? A cistern? Fuel?
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A colleague told me that I’m a land baroness. I’m non-binary and I can be a baron if I want to.
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This is my NM desert acre.
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