These are purple rununculus, like found at the Carlsbad Flower Fields. After I dropped the kids off to school, I took a walk with my Dad. On the drive home, I thought I saw Trey in the ocean surfing, but it probably wasn’t him. As I got closer to home, a voice chimed in to rain on my parade.
Matteo: Happy birthday, bitch! Be forewarned! You’re not getting any younger! Be forewarned!
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