Duarte's near Pescadero has the best olallieberry pie.
They really do.
Well, look at you. All dressed up in big sister's clothes.
Faith ,'End of Days'
Natter 52: Playing with a full deck?
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Lee - Jun 16, 2007 5:45:42 pm PDT #3401 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
bon bon - Jun 16, 2007 5:51:02 pm PDT #3402 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Blackberries are like my favorite fruit-- I should look for this.
Kat - Jun 16, 2007 5:51:02 pm PDT #3403 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
I miss Duartes.
Kat - Jun 16, 2007 5:52:01 pm PDT #3404 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
bon, I had never had one before I moved to California. There's a whole world of berrygoodness on the west coast that I had never experienced.
Lee - Jun 16, 2007 8:32:52 pm PDT #3405 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
too quiet need distraction
P.M. Marc - Jun 16, 2007 8:34:11 pm PDT #3406 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Errm. Stinging nettles several hours later sting weirdly in a way I can see as possibly being not entirely unpleasant had it been intentionally inflicted?
Lee - Jun 16, 2007 8:35:26 pm PDT #3407 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
hmm.
How did you come to find this out?
P.M. Marc - Jun 16, 2007 8:36:17 pm PDT #3408 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I accidentally ran into some while trying to de-bramble parts of the Yard of Reason this afternoon.
I thought I was well clear, but some of the nettles there are, in fact, taller than I am.
Lee - Jun 16, 2007 8:37:54 pm PDT #3409 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Ouch.
Or maybe not so ouch, now.
P.M. Marc - Jun 16, 2007 8:42:06 pm PDT #3410 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I can't tell if the curious burn is from the scratches or from the nettles.
I did a number on my arms, but I did fill most of a small truck bed with blackberry vines.