That mountain of laundry is back. Again. (TRuly, I thought I had championed that sucker last month. But it's back. Again. Question: if a mountain reappears, does that make it a mountain or more like a monster or something? Mountains seem so majestic and lofty and lovely - and stable and true - and this laundry heap is multiplying, moveable, reappearing, and... well, stinky. I'll work on a new analogy for what my laundry is, but in the meantime... I'm battling it again.)
But in my attempt to catch up over the last month, you'll have to exercise your clicking muscles and move your computer mouse to different posts on the blog. There's just too much to cover, and pictures to share. You understand, right?
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