Thoughts provoked by an old house in need of renovation, its garden, a marriage lived within its walls, and of a retired Thoroughbred race horse named Fibs and Flannel.
mardi 16 février 2010
Further finds
Uh-oh
Either I have an idea of what the spiders also drag under the slab and eat for dinner, or I know what the workers who built this part of the house ate for lunch, or that it really was a farm, or...
There is a considerably worse source to the vaguely disturbing odor in this room. ....
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