
EVERY YEAR WE RAKE THE LEAVES.. ONCE.

WE WAIT TIL THERE'S A WHOLE BUNCH OF THEM.. ENOUGH TO BURY A FRIEND IN.

AND THEN WE GO TO TOWN.

IT IS ALWAYS FUN.

SO I HAVE NO IDEA WHY WE ALWAYS PUT IT OFF TIL THE LAST MINUTE.

REMEMBER
LAST YEAR?

OR THE
YEAR BEFORE?

OR THE
YEAR BEFORE THAT?

AND
THE ONE BEFORE THAT?

MAMA HAS BEEN GETTING SOME HELP WITH THE DISHES LATELY.

HERE WE HAVE A STRIPED BUTTERFLY / TENNIS PLAYER EATING A MORNING BAGEL WITH CASHEW BUTTER AND SOME ALMOND MILK.
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