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I have come over all 'crafty', with pinking shears in one hand and bias-binding in the other. And I made chicken pot pie with butter-biscuit topping buttermilk dumplings for supper. Maybe it is the weather, or maybe it is that feeling that comes after lust (i am not ready for love yet).

I am avoiding looking at any posts i wrote a year ago .. not yet, anyway .. i remember enough that i was so very down back then, and now i am not.