Last year I wrote about how I hate to cook and how Maddie is learning from my mom. Yesterday I wrote about my proverbial, yet very real, black thumb. I like to pretend the outside of our house just isn’t there. So you see, Spring is having me quake in my boots. But much like … Continue reading My Green Thumb (by proxy)
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