marriage
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Growing up, Saturdays were hang out and chill and eat pancakes day. My parents made their own maple syrup so it was a big deal. In the summer time we had them with blueberries because my urban-homesteading-inclined parents grew their own blueberries. (Of course they did.☺️) My husband is a go getter kind of guy.
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When I started this blog, I told myself that I would be a good girl and just post excerpts from my books, and then I went and opened my big mouth by sharing my opinions. That’s gotten me into trouble most of my life, and it probably will again, but oh well. Guess I’m just
Darcy Branwyn 