Got a few plants from my dad today. He was going to let them die while he was out of town. I said, “No, let me kill them.” So they’re on my patio, hangin’.
And now, it’s just a waiting game.
Gross start to the day
Feels like fall this morning. Here’s to scarves & sweaters & soy lattes.
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