woodshedcoffee:
Making plans for the week
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My mother the hooker
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The world in a grain of sand, my mother in a glass of prosecco at Otto
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Mom, through a big apple
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Mom, me, Crooked Tree Crêperie
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Mom, Coney Island
woodshedcoffee:
Stop.
woodshedcoffee:
Go.
woodshedcoffee:
"It’s inevitable, in the forward march of our lives, that whole worlds we have loved will be left behind." - Judith Warner
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Sweet brother, beautiful Oregon
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{ Before } :: charmed by Portland
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me and my pa
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one of my very favorite photos
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Grandma and me, Stecoah Gap
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Now, I don't think this is generally recommended.
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Oh, the indignity.
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"You know what, #@*% off!!"
woodshedcoffee:
"I'm going to kill you both in your sleep."
woodshedcoffee:
I believe it's olive oil gelato at Otto.
woodshedcoffee:
We cannot be trusted ...
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Mother and daughter, at it again
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Don't we look straight out of Dick Tracy?
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Autumn is for getting up and going somewhere.
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Dad & Scott test the sound system.
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Things want to live --
woodshedcoffee:
serious garlic
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That's my dad. And my dress. I love this photo.
woodshedcoffee:
This one's for my mama.
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Can't imagine having done this any other way...
woodshedcoffee:
Please return to your seats.
