Tiny

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Another day of cold raininess and muddy tracks up the back stairs and into the kitchen. Our Golden girls are quite good about stopping to have their paws wiped when they're let into the house but twelve paws four or five times a day has a grubbifying (If that isn't a word it should be.) effect.

These tiny porcelain carnations are useless but too cute to cull...yet. I'm on a mission to reduce clutter around here. Somehow my stuff doesn't seem nearly as much like clutter as RS's stuff does. Hmmm.