What could be lurking in this innocuous scene?
Le gasp!
What doesn't belong in this pile of clean laundry? Or should I say who?
Sweet potato quiche. Nom nom nom.
I bought the marvelous brass candlestick today at the thrift store. The glass one was a gift from my parents for my 26th birthday, and Caspian received the tiny tiled one from the writer of one of his shows as a favor.
The first bloom on our seed marigolds.
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