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Life got to me —
So did rainy days and Mondays,
That’s why I’m now weaving baskets.
Just for a spell,
Until I can think of a story.
Then, I’ll call myself a story weaver.
My Life as a Weaver
Karina Pinella
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Unexpected! wonderful! I love this post, happy weaving! You’re a very creative person. Keep it up
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Thank you 😊
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I like what you did there! 😀 WE NEED MORE OF YOUR STORIES, KARINA!!! 😛
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Thanks, I’m working on it. Little scribbles at a time.
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Looks like a trivett
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Your post reminded me of a song….
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