
Once, we had a raccoon visit our front stoop. It ate all our pot roast that my mom left on the bench to cool. Even that was cute! Good grief. xo
This is an outlet where I catalogue my random thoughts and daily inspirations; be it honeycombs and stardust, or moonbeams and saltwater. I am thankful for sunshine on my shoulders, mountain air and the tallest of trees.
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