06 August 2012
Augustnesses.
Oh strange little summer, you are moving along.
We left and then we came back. Now we are in the final weeks of being home before that thing called Fall pitches itself over the cliff.
I have been reading, cooking, and not writing like a champion of not writing. Everything needs a champion, right?
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That looks like Washington, D.C.?
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