Hi honey, I’m home. This is the glory that my eyes did have to witness every time I looked out a window and/or looked up from a book. It was really a lot of work, my eyes are tired from all that looking at beauty. It was rough, but somebody had to do it. I feel so unknotted, it’s absolutely wonderful. I am, however, sad to report that none of the house-cleaning elves broke in while I was gone to do my dirty work. So sad.
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