The most I could keep on this hoodlum was a pullup and her spawning salmon hat:
Genevieve took matters into her own hands and cleaned her sister up:
I made up for my lack of a dinner plan by meeting Drew on the porch with a vodka tonic after work:
The garden is where I want to be, weeding away its last month of oversight. What a treat to come home to this hydrangea and rose explosion!
The winter hats I can't explain:
This sweetness helps me forgive the afore mentioned kitchen and bathroom trauma.
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