Jonas stood facing the window nearest his carseat in the minivan and stubbornly said, "Don't look out my window."
Owen, sitting behind him in his seat, shot back, "I'm looking out your window."
"Don't look out my window!"
"I'm looking out your window!"
Oh, brother!
Mid-April bloom diary
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(Is it still mid-April? Close enough?) *Dogwoods* around the
neighborhood—blossom time is fading, they’re beginning to leaf out. My *apple
blossoms* are no...
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