The further and continuing adventures of the girl who sat in the back of your homeroom, reading and daydreaming.
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Why I Still Haven't Mowed All Of The Front Yard
Yeah, I'm not quite to the Edward Gorey level yet. These little white flowers -- almost certainly some kind of weed -- come back every Spring (along with a good scattering of violets) and I'm happy to see them.
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Ego vadum perussi vestri prandium
"I saw to what extent the people among whom I lived could be trusted as good neighbors and friends; that their friendship was for summer weather only; that they did not greatly propose to do right; that they were a distinct race from me by their prejudices and superstitions."