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1. Stop using pesticides and herbicides (unless you're trying to manage aggressive invasive species). Everything else I list will be designed to attract life to your yard and that's pretty pointless if you kill them after they arrive.
ObGYN wants to try a different progesterone birth control that's supposed to have less effect on mood. Fingers crossed.
ObGYN wants to try a different progesterone birth control that's supposed to have less effect on mood. Fingers crossed.
But husband is a wrecking ball when it
Honestly though, how does one buy a
But husband is a wrecking ball when it
Hey! It's me, trying to see what you're stitching! Share your cross stitch projects below! Maybe find a new stitchy friend!
Sometimes I have to remind myself how many strands I'm using directly on my printed pattern.
#crossstitch #fiberarts #StitchSky #xstitch #WIPWednesday
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Hey! It's me, trying to see what you're stitching! Share your cross stitch projects below! Maybe find a new stitchy friend!
Sometimes I have to remind myself how many strands I'm using directly on my printed pattern.
#crossstitch #fiberarts #StitchSky #xstitch #WIPWednesday
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JUST A FUN FACT NOT RELATED TO ANYTHING
JUST A FUN FACT NOT RELATED TO ANYTHING
Nightly hair brushing will be so much easier.
Nightly hair brushing will be so much easier.
#art #picturebooks #nativeplants
#art #picturebooks #nativeplants
I SHOULD NOT HAVE TO LISTEN TO SNOWBLOWERS AND LAWN MOWERS ON THE SAME DAY.
I SHOULD NOT HAVE TO LISTEN TO SNOWBLOWERS AND LAWN MOWERS ON THE SAME DAY.
__ <-car
__ <-deer
__ <-me
Somehow instead annihilating us all, the deer swerved, gently bumped into my door, and then ran next to it until the other car passed and I stopped.
no I do not
__ <-car
__ <-deer
__ <-me
Somehow instead annihilating us all, the deer swerved, gently bumped into my door, and then ran next to it until the other car passed and I stopped.
the winds still howl
the bell still tolls.
My breath turns heavy
as we drift into the long cold night.
The Fitzgerald stirs beneath.
I harbor their echoes
and cradle her steel.
My waves bear the sorrow
of all I have taken.
the winds still howl
the bell still tolls.
My breath turns heavy
as we drift into the long cold night.
The Fitzgerald stirs beneath.
I harbor their echoes
and cradle her steel.
My waves bear the sorrow
of all I have taken.