July 2 was a long time ago.
Exactly six months, actually.
Thank you for not giving up on me, you.
I would love to tell you that the next six months will have more witty writing time and less of everything that stands between me and my keyboard each day.
That will not be the case.
So I'll share this nugget:
This morning I had to say the words "My dear, gardens are not for peeing in."
I'll see you when the dance classes are ended, the wedding has been assembled, and the fall is on its way!
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