I took a short study break today to get a smithereen of exercise. It was nice to have some fresh air and to feel my feet moving one in front of the other. On the way home, I gathered some berry vines--I forget what they're called, but I know they're an invasive exotic species, so I felt double good about removing them from the environment--and made a wreath. It reminded me of the amazing thick awesome beautiful wreaths my mom used to make from wild grape vines every year. Mine pales in comparison, but I like that there's at least a hint of the wild on my door now.
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Can I just tell you, that little picture of you with the glass thing, would be so much cooler if that were an old timey spectacle. Man, if I knew where to find one of those, that would SOO be your christmas present.
And once again, it's that time of year when I remind you that I hate christmas and feel discriminated against by corporate America for my lack of religion, mainly because I can no longer study at coffeeshops without my head exploding from tacky christmas music. But your wreath is lovely and environmentally educational.
Mom said the vine is called Bittersweet. Apropos.
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