Amelia and I are here in Wisconsin. Despite being here for sad circumstances, we are having a really good time. The weather is beautiful, and my mother's garden is gorgeous, and we love spending time in the back yard. Amelia has never played in grass this nice and soft before.
Every September, I step up onto my soapbox to report for my self-appointed
duty — one part desperate, one part cantankerous — to remind us that summer
is...
4 days ago
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