survived the unexpected snowfall. And they seem to be good.
You can not say the same as the trunk of happiness (our giant, six feet and passes placid plant) who took the mushrooms and that will be having to deal with my brother, a green thumb at home.
Moreover, the house is breaking free of the worst events: Saturday night has been almost without flinching the invasion of eight eight, invited by my brother. Or rather, eight plus one = where a means for the little Catherine, born in late December.
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