The view from my lawn at around 3:00 p.m. You can barely see the dead vine that covers the chimney, it gets all crinkly from the wood stove heat cooking it and looks terrible until June every year.
A New Englandah, mom of two, who is more than a little scatterbrained. Throw in some knitting, some reading, a bit of embroidery, some youth hockey watching, and maybe a margarita or three and that's pretty much the perfect weekend.
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