I kept running into frogs this weekend. As a 34 year old single woman, kissing one did cross my mind just to see...but I resisted the temptation.
I kept running into frogs this weekend. As a 34 year old single woman, kissing one did cross my mind just to see...but I resisted the temptation.
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I'm originally from Kentucky and now live in Texas. One of the biggest adjustments to living in Texas has been the trees in my life. I love trees, and I'm growing to love the trees of Texas, but still miss the deciduous landscape of the beautiful state of Kentucky.
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