Jane Doe was eating clover back by the fire pit several evenings in a row. Even odder, she was by herself when she came to nibble on the blooming white flowers. I don't know if her fawn was hidden back in the brush by the property line. I hope they are somewhere safe.
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Oh, No, I Got a Question… Yup, got a question after yesterday’s Kickstarter
Friday post and this question was pretty simple with no real simple answer.
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