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- rockygrace
- I was born in 1962; you do the math. (See also: I'm too lazy to remember to update this thing regularly.) I bought my first house in the summer of 2009; I share it with four cats and with the memories of The Runt and Little Girl, who both passed away in 2011. Rocky, the cat for whom this blog was named, passed away in 2008; I miss them all. I wish I lived somewhere where the winters weren't eight months long; other than that, life is good.
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September
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- Reversal of fortune
- Trail of Cheetos
- OMG WHAT THE F*CK HOLY SH*T
- Beach baby, beach baby, there on the sand, from Ju...
- Five dollar necklace
- Decisions, decisions
- What lies beneath
- Diatowhatsis whatsis?
- well, THAT was a real cob job
- Cool or ghoul
- There goes the neighborhood. (Trees, that is.)
- Sunday's hike
- Holy SH*T you guys, why did no one ever tell me ab...
- Freaky Friday: Bus Stop
- Random
- Gasoline
- Hidden Heron
- Small world
- Mallow
- Movin' on up
- Good fences make good neighbors F*CK YEAH!!
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4 comments:
In #4, where it looks like party favors all bundled and stacked, it's weird how the rock or wood at the edge is cut straight across. What's going on there? The little flowers at the end are just the best. Hidy to the turtle. Also, I thought the trees would be turning fall colors by now!
Ginny, I don't know why those rocks are like that. A mystery!
And the leaves won't really start to change until we get a frost, which will (hopefully) not be until a couple of weeks from now. Peak leaf time in these parts is usually early October. Be prepared for nine kabillion pics of orange leaves. Ha.
We will gladly take the orange-leaf pics.
coming up, Ginny.
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