Good morning earthlings! This post will contain too many pictures. It will not contain enough cohesive thoughts. I’m writing it anyway. Hi.
Saturday was a classic. My kids and I returned to the woodcarving club where we met the Dangerous Talker. There were holiday cookies there and someone served me coffee at my seat and kept refilling it. Everyone was so interesting. I must admit, I love a stranger, you know? Someone who spends their time making private hobby art but also goes out to lunch together with other people in sweaters? Those are my kinds of people.
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