Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Our Hazel

. . . the fruit fiend. Nothing can keep her away. I came outside to
hang up laundry, Clara followed two minutes later with a bucket to
pick grapes and who should stumble out behind her but little Hazelnut
wearing my gigantic croc boots. Surprisingly, walking pretty well in
them. She made a bee line for the vines and started chowin' down.

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