kjhp Autumn walk with my tiny explorer. 3d

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kjhp Autumn walks are more fun with a pal. 4d

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kjhp Autumn 5d

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kjhp Make a beautiful mess. 6d

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kjhp Fiction
Food, friendship, and the continuous process of growing up.
The ending was nice. I like it when books end just beyond happy ever after, but still full of possibility.
7d

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kjhp Revere Beach Parkway, rainy. 7d

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kjhp Same photo, different edit. 1w

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kjhp Autumn noir 1w

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kjhp The sun rise, the drive, the morning
The smoke stacks, the bold hats, still learning
And I don't know how I got this far down with the ceiling
And I don't know how I got this far down with the ceiling
The Wild Feathers, The Ceiling
2w

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kjhp YA/Romance
An enjoyable read for a rainy Saturday.
I'm headed to the library next - even more enjoyable.
2w

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kjhp I can't even take the cuteness. 2w

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kjhp {and your earth moves beneath your own dream landscape}
~U2, A Sort of Homecoming
2w

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kjhp Fiction
This is due at the library tomorrow, so I had to finish it.
It was OK - not awful, not fabulous.
The end was ridiculous. Ugh.
2w

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kjhp Leo is a 65 pound teddy bear. 3w

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kjhp YA (8th grade and up)
I loved this one - will be getting her other books. "Brimming with humor and life, full of music and the poems Lennie drops all over town, The Sky is Everywhere explores betrayal and forgiveness through a vibrant cast of characters."— SLJ
3w

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kjhp Sunday morning sunshine. 3w

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kjhp Birthday fun. 3w

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kjhp The fog and the sea seemed part of each other. It was like walking on the bottom of the sea. As if I had drowned long ago. As if I was the ghost belonging to the fog, and the fog was the ghost of the sea. It felt damned peaceful to be nothing more than a ghost within a ghost.
Eugene O'Neill, Long Day's Journey Into Night
3w

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kjhp She would be half a planet away, floating in a turquoise sea, dancing by moonlight to flamenco guitar.
Janet Fitch, White Oleander
3w

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