In the name of your sweet creation
Sitting in my car while Miranda carried the conversation it seemed as though someone blew a dandelion puffs behind me.
The peices of the puff danced on my windsheild as if they could hear the meldoy inside the car. I couldnt remember the last time I blew a puff of dandelion, which I think is just as important as anything that we find important in a day.
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ah, the simple pleasures.
Hey Alisa!
I stumbled upon your site through either my brother Joe’s blog or Julie Stone’s. Can’t remember. I just did my blog checking! Anyways, it looks like you’re doing great! It’s so weird that my little Alisa is a coffee drinker. I’m a coffee girl too!
I loved reading your site; so fun! I hope you’re doing great.
Love, Sarah (Larson) Blomquist