Tag Archives: the alps

Odds and ends.

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While I enjoy a sweet treat as much as the next girl, and am seriously pro dessert…

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The word dump tends to take a little bloom off the rose for me.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten. He tries to hide, but isn’t very good at it.

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A very clever use of faucet handles to be sure. And now that I think about it, a spring flower that even my dastardly woodchucks couldn’t eat.

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Facebook. It’s annoying… but still the best way I know to keep up with old friends. And speaking of old, this was my FB memory from the other day. A photo of me and the hubs in the French Alps many moons ago. Yes, I was rock climbing in flip flops. Oh to be young and stupid again..

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