You Ever Say, F-it, I’m Sitting In The Sun

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Lumi seems to run his life this way. Yeah, he could totally chase that chicken, but aaaaaah, the sun, it warms. I’ll get to that later. What? Morning hot chocolate stain on my nose? Meh. Not now. I’ll procrastinate later.

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I feel a Little Book Of Lumi coming on.

 

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2 thoughts on “You Ever Say, F-it, I’m Sitting In The Sun

  1. burrowyestation says:

    It’s been F***it we’re sitting under the moon down here – blazing bright nights on the garden bench after the lunar eclipse. Busy times harvesting honey and fruitfulness, sowing pasture, and yes, some Vitamin D loading shirtless on the back porch. (James, not me. Not wanting to un-nerve steady stream of people that come to work, consult, gossip). I grew up in Wales, and for my parents it was a toss up between moving to France or Australia. I love following your blog to get a glimpse of what life could have been like for us as a young family. Cheers, Charlotte.

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