Alice realized they were all sleeping.
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We don’t often lean toward statement pieces here, but this is just too lovely not to share. It’s about the love.
Snow in Seattle, rain in Sonoma.
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Not my monkey, not my circus.
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Trapped invaders did not expire immediately.
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Sparrows were a raptor’s favorite treat.
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The levee fell and wildlife returned.
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They discovered Rickie at Reclamation Road.
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Living beneath the bridge wasn’t terrible.
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