Blessings Darlings!
Let's see - my mother went into the hospital, went into hospice, died. We had to move (house we were renting was going on the market (divorce of owners finally settled the house issue)). Still unpacking.
Money is still between tight and non-existent.
Found a mostly-used up container of Roundup in the garage of the new house. More on that later.
That's it for this moment - I HOPE to get back to semi-regular blogging soon, but am still unpacking.
Frondly, Fern
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Shit that catches the attention of a no-bullshit Crone. You're in touch with your inner child? I'm in touch with my inner Baba Yaga.
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