My geranium is blooming again. How's that for red?
Geoff and I pulled a whole bunch of vines out of the forsythia yesterday. I piled them up in the backyard because I thought they'd make a possible interesting fort. It was too wet and cold to go discover them today. All Emma and I wanted to do was cuddle up under a blanket.
Especially right after her swimming lesson.
Anyway, I don't have much to say tonight. Or I have plenty to say, but don't know how to say it, yet.
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