Things are blooming. That means two things. Work is picking up, and I'm in danger of getting stopped up. Once everything starts turning green I will have absolutely no free time. (i exaggerate sometimes) It will be a nice to change up the days. Life has gotten a little repetitive recently. I get to spend more and more time outside working in yards. Well, I've got to go check on the glass in the kiln.
Later
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