Memories of Decembers past continue to occupy today’s posts, continuing with this choice bit of family jeweldom. They weren’t the only red objects on holiday display, however, as evidenced by these bulbous bobs of spicy earth-bound sustenance.
The jewels beneath the ground weren’t limited to those in the red, but those in the gold as well.
I’ve got the second part down pat. The first too, actually.
Bang my wall, Harvey.
The woman needs no defense, but here one is anyway.
I love pink pants.
We were all kids, once…
And some of us were luckier than others.
Coda.
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