
It's hubby's BD. Had the strangest dream. Was giving daughter a BD party and presents of bran and hay and oats while a two-headed orange and black dog whirled in the front yard.
What is it about plant blindness? What do you notice? Weeds and trees leaves and flowers? I see color, form and substance. Plants in my suburban garden feed us and the angora rabbits. Plants color the wool that I spin. Here's the thing - my husband has lost his job. I just don't know what to say here.
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