L meets Zoe, the "twalala." (at Denver Colorado USA)
Today my stepdaughter said she was talking to a friend of hers when this friend told her, "Your parents' house smells like a witch's house." We use a lot of various essential oils around our house, and we make our own kombucha tea and water kefir. We don't use any synthetic scents in any of our washing or personal grooming or cleaning supplies. I don't know how much experience this friend has with witches' dwellings, but she clearly has an idea of what she thinks they SHOULD smell like. And apparently, it's us. And, you know, I'm okay with that.
Creamy tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich...about a thousand calories, but soooo good!
When the path you walk always leads back to yourself, you never get anywhere.
I'm in.
Harry Dresden fans unite!
Courthouse-on-the-Square, Denton, Texas. (Voigtlander Perkeo II w/80mm 3.5 Color-Skopar on Tri-X. Scanned on iPhone SE using FilmLab app)
Because this can’t be reblogged enough.
“You’ll vote because it’s the thing to do” (1956)