In the Streets In the Town Of

Sweetpea sweetly snores.

Sweetpea sweetly snores.

While weeding my window box carrots, I pulled up these little thumbs, which Pete thinly sliced and tossed into tonight's pasta.

While weeding my window box carrots, I pulled up these little thumbs, which Pete thinly sliced and tossed into tonight’s pasta.

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