I'm in a neighborhood that's having a festival. Hub of the thing is in a large building with many stories, but it extends around to the entire neighborhood, where people have fixed up their gardens in the most charming way. It's spring. Tours of the gardens are made by all kinds of friendly people, an old film festival carries on, and there's a
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What a fabulous and rather nurturing recurring dream you have, there. Is it something of a general store? I'm seeing wood everywhere, especially wood floors, and hope I'm not adding my own ideas to the thing.
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yeah, rough dusty wooden floors. i can't speak for the walls cuz they are so filled with STUFF. now i really have to go, or i'm gonna be late. i am so glad all those posts got thru. i am techno-moron extraordinaire!!
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So what records do you end up finding? The colors of vests are intriguing. Do they mean something to you?
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do you have them often?
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My first experience with Laughing Cow was with the tiny little squared-centimeter cubes, at a party, when I was maybe 8. I was enchanted with their sizes and flavors - they'd come in a package of plain, tomato, and chopped green olive. And all of them were scrumptious. I wish they were still available. Although I recently discovered the cube shape (in plain only) at the grocery store a week ago, and am looking forward to the time when I need more!
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