Sundays Are For Spanish: What’s Up, Buttercup?

Just kidding. This is spiderwort. We know it as a prairie flower and, according to Wikipedia, is native from Southern Canada to Argentina. She only blooms in the morning when its cooler. ¿Que bonita, no? How beautiful, no?

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Explicit Warning

I cannot read the Bible. I literally can’t (I’m taking that word back for myself ‘cuz there was nothing wrong with it. Try one pumpkin spice and everyone’s throwing up the same sentences – vague warning!). The Bible is in a language I don’t want to learn and uses archaic words. Personally, Bible quotes can…

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The Next Morning

Did you cry after? Nah, I never do. I need nicotine, though. And the blackest coffee you can make. The only thing that can make me really cry is writing what I’ve just been keeping. Keeping for what? For who? Because why? You won’t like all that I have to say. So, I’ll get back…

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