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Mom said sh’e leaving Dadcan’t take it anymorewe move. Relocate. Reset. Bullying at school out of controlcan’t take it anymorewe move. Relocate. Reset. Truancy a problemthen the rapeschool says I have to go. Relocate. Reset. Sister move back homeone unhinged, the other batteredMoms says it’d be better if I leave. Relocate. Reset. Shuffle boxes from […]
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They look like crab apple. They’re not poisonous but they are rather nasty tasting
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I’m no expert, but the leaves and fruits both say “crab apple” to me.
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Must be. I really don’t know.
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Are crab apples small like berries?
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Sometimes, it depends on the time of year. My mom had small berries this year, sometimes she has larger berries. It’s very strange that they’re even popping this time of year.
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I thought so too. It’s weird weather though – much of the grass is still green, which is also unusual.
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Here, too. And the leaves fell only because we had a big wind storm. Otherwise they’s still be in full color. Maybe we’ll skip winter altogether!!
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Ok! Can we vote on that?
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I’ll make it an executive order lol
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Perfect!
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