To be honest, I think the lilacs were here all the time, snuggled up in the tree and waiting for the sunshine. I’m so happy to finally have lilacs: I’ve wanted a lilac tree for years and years, and now that I have the dollhouse, the lilac tree is a welcome bonus. I don’t even…
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My Own Little Protest Song
The (ahem) music from two houses over started up again last night, shortly after eleven, and continued intermittently until well after I quit reading at one and turned out my light. In honour of the sheer obnoxious volume and lack of musical skill shown by my neighbours, I’ve written my own protest song. I borrowed…
Blue Speckled Pup 