Monday, September 10, 2012

Cabbagetown weekend

Uncle and nephew. Be still, my beating heart.
Mountains of crapola for sale, and where are the buyers? Elsewhere. But my helper girls and I had fun.
 OMYGOD! says Eli. I had to wait like FIVE MINUTES for this bottle and nearly starved. Imagine.
John shaving the backyard ivy. Sixty yard waste bags worth of brush. Lashings of new light for plants and residents.

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