A pipe drips water, and this phallus of ice is created in the garden. I think I kicked over a two foot version months ago.
This one is at least six feet.
Maybe I will kick it down before gravity takes its course.
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A 50 something nurse moves from Alaska to Florida with two little dogs. A devout Springsteen fan, reader, quilter, and beader with limited social skills.
Books I'm excited about right now
- We Will Be Here for the Rest of Our Lives - _Paul Schaffer
- Talking About Detective Fiction -P D James
- Last Words - George Carlin
- The Year of the Flood - Margaret Atwood
- Last Night in Twisted River - John Irving
- Rag and Bone - Peter Manseau
- Ayn Rand and the World She made - Anne C. Heller
- My Judy Garland Life - Susie Boyt
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