Mrs. L knows where to pick the fruit, knows how to bite into it, discern its taste, and expertly expresses the snap explosion from skin to tasty juice that lasts on her ultra-sensitive taste buds for mere seconds.
This is my sling-shot, shot-in-the-dark metaphor for her interpretation of all newness that enters her life. I, of course, could be wrong.
But I thank her for including my journal in her picks of the week.
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Congrats!
Nice Grannie Smith but what is the rear deal? I'm just a little thick and new at this chat stuff. The ideal of writing an ongoing journal appeals to me better then bellying up to the bar. That is not to say that a good time at the pub is off my list, it's just down there a bit. By the way I could turn that apple into a wonderful pie. So if you deem this letter a worthy of a reply, if not oh well.
Makes me want to bake a pie, too. Mrs. L
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