inthecityoftrees You know I have writing to do when these shenanigans start up again. Reno isn't exactly a fan of my book. He thinks it's too slippery for balancing and also impossible to see through. 8h

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inthecityoftrees Sorting out Reno's holiday look. I don't think we've nailed it yet. 2d

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inthecityoftrees Sorry, Reno, the baby's beany doesn't fit you. 2d

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inthecityoftrees The gingerbread house was bombed. 5d

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inthecityoftrees Aurelia's sporty look 1w

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inthecityoftrees San Antonio after dark, from my hotel balcony 5mon

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inthecityoftrees Our foster dog, Daisy. Too much tongue for one dog. 5mon

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inthecityoftrees Meet Momo. We are fostering him right now for a local shelter, so if you are looking for a handsome, silly, people-focused new love in the Sacramento area, let me know! 1y

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inthecityoftrees Yellow rose I passed on the sidewalk 1y

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inthecityoftrees Reno is not convinced of the perks of being a wallflower. 2y

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inthecityoftrees "It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart." --Rainer Maria Rilke 2y

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inthecityoftrees His eyes match the walls 2y

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inthecityoftrees Jaxy contemplates being and nothingness. 2y

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