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Hari Om
ReplyDeleteDelicately power-packed! YAM xx
I'm looking for the fairy....
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Love that saying....once years ago while staying a the most gorgeous Swag Inn in Weaverville, NC, we ran into the chef in their garden picking veggies and spices for our meals. He had chef pants with mushrooms all over them which I complimented.
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Hugs HiC
LOVE it!!!!!!
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