This is what paradise means, originally uploaded by Tink*~*~*.
The moon hangs huge and orange over the Gulf.
I can hear racoons callinng to one another in the gathering dusk.
I damned near stepped on a SCORPION on my way back to tjhe car. OK not so much paradise but into every Eden a little evil must fall, to show you how good you’ve got it.
I found a reeeeeDONKulous (Nieceling word) number of mac and cheese shells after transplanting myself to Algiers.
Life is good 🙂
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