This is how I knew that Belle was a Grey Garden Girl. This morning it was snowing - well, random flurries actually and we were chatting about having to work in the blizzard. "Don't forget your panty hose!" I said. And without skipping a beat she replied "I shan't, and I'll be wearing them on my head!" This exchange in our best eccentric, nantucket drawl dahling!
May we all in the end, feed the racoons, break into random dances of joy and surround ourselves with lush, comforting, gardens of our own creation.....la, la, la!
But oh yeah, minus the garbage.....
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