Hil and I have been linked together infinitely for the past three months. It's been lovely stuff. Stuff that should never be forgotten, the stuff of old-age fantasy.
So it's snow and my baby has a new baby and will be here soon. I gotta find me a new baby. My uncle's baby's gone bye-bye.
Who else hopes to wwoof? Hil and I sure do... nor can we await mending the melting earth with seed in a couple months... because life is in the air.
Here's to this smile never fading.
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