#making memories
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alberta-sunrise · 2 months ago
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My little love 🩵
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theunstuffedpepper · 4 months ago
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I’ve had this week off of work and it’s been such a nice little staycation. My MIL has watched the boys a few mornings so I could get to physical therapy and then I’ve had a bit of time to myself to go shopping, hiking, and do a mani/pedi. (I’ve also been focused on my health & weight loss goals and those are going pretty well.) The remainder of the time has been spent with the kiddos. We’ve taken trips to a local wild animal park and a blueberry farm, played at local playgrounds and in our backyard, and have done a few bike/wagon rides around the neighborhood. The weather has been perfect this week — a stark contrast from all the rain last week. I really lucked out. Looking forward to a few more of these days before it’s back to work on Monday.
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mintymoonss · 7 months ago
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Summer afternoon in Puerto Rico by mintymoonss
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kingthaddeus1 · 1 year ago
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This Could Be Us✨
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lavaa-baby · 5 months ago
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I owed this to myself and I am so grateful ☀️🧡
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luckygirldotgov · 6 months ago
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DD,
The longer you take to start your life, the longer it takes to reach your goals. Start now. Because if you start now you still have time to mess it all up.
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gummi-stims · 3 months ago
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📸📹☺️Making Memories☺️📹📸
From jiiraslimes' county fairgrounds collection!
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dabiconcordia · 1 year ago
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Making Memories
On a sunny morning in late spring, I sit at Gramma's table. A warm blackberry breeze teases the yellow gingham curtains. On the counter of the old enamel sink, berries and rhubarb drain in a mesh colander—our pies for dinner. Gramma wears her checked apron. I watch her dust the breadboard with flour. As she kneads the dough, she talks to me about her girlhood in County Clare, even the bad things that happened. Sometimes she sings the songs her mother taught her. When the dough is ready, she puts it in a bowl by the window, lays a cloth over it and comes to the table. I stir Ovaltine and Gramma pours coffee. I watch her put her face into the steam and I do the same. We are best friends. I want to be just like her when I grow up. Later today, we will have barmbrack. She'll bake the loaves in the wood stove. The kitchen already smells of lemon and tea-soaked raisins from the sun. We keep talking and I listen to Gramma laugh. She likes to laugh. chasing butterflies on the Burren she might see faeries On other mornings, Gramma puts me in charge of the toaster. She says it is the old-fashioned kind with doors. She teaches me how to turn the bread without burning myself. It's very tricky but Gramma said that I'm old enough. Next year I'll be in kindergarten. (I'm pretty sure I'm her favorite.) Today in my own kitchen, I open the curtains. It's a sunny morning in late spring with a warm breeze through the window. I'm happy. It will always be so on a fine morning like this. I close my eyes and see her, hear her laugh, smell the yeast rising, and know that somewhere a grandmother is showing another small girl how to find and taste joy. from the monarda     a bumble bee buzz         grandpa in the raspberries
By Mary Jo Balistreri
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freetheshit-outofyou · 8 months ago
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My daughter and I went out camp scouting today, both developed and primitive. It was an outstanding day. Today's lesson was how to observe the Killdeer to see where their nest is while being cognizant of not disturbing their nest once found. When we were headed home the top 40 of 1983 was playing on XM, we had a good time talking about what I was going through as a 13yo in 1983 while building bridges of communication in her 13th trip around the sun. I love my parents, but we never talked, we might talk about the light easy stuff but we never talked about the hard, heavy shit. My Bride and I have worked very hard to make the lines of communication free flowing between all of us, it has paid off more than I can ever express. I love these little moments, as I told her, one day years and years from now for no particular reason today will pop in her had and she's smile.
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sebtember5 · 1 year ago
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Seb driving Senna’s McLaren at Silverstone is something I never thought I would see😭💚
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delicatuscii-wasbella102 · 8 months ago
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We had a great time :)
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mintymoonss · 2 months ago
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flora by mintymoonss
instagram: postrimeria_
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yellowmanula · 2 months ago
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Chłopaki, które no matter what, zawsze się cieszą na mój widok 😍
Radek Półchłopek - SMA i inne przygody i jego pies Gruby
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crochetclaire · 8 months ago
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Photo dump for my 30th birthday celebration
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luckygirldotgov · 4 months ago
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I understand the appeal of a hairless cat now.
#17: Go to a cat cafe!
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