Wednesday, October 1, 2008

My nesting knows no bounds

Even the front porch cannot escape my need to tweak. I have wreaths for both of the doors, but Chip is already overwhelmed by the amount of fall foliage he must circumvent each day, so those will have to wait until the mums die and the pumpkins rot. Or someone steals them. Whichever comes first.

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