Though not weird, this is pretty much my last harvest from the garden. It's always kind of bittersweet... just like the kale this time of year.
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Sometimes we fight the urge to nest, but sometimes we embrace becoming domestic. Some of us live out of a car and make coffee in the parking lot. Others meticulously decorate and clean the mansion called home. Let's inspire each other to become the domestic goddesses that are secretly, or not so secretly, living inside of us.
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Alien beings invading the watermelon patch :)
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