{mary, mary, quite contrary}

how does your garden grow?

silver bells and cockle shells & pretty maids all in a row.

or: reckless planting of organic seeds, sporadic watering, and one very curious squash explorer.

sometimes nursery rhymes are full of it. a life lesson.

connor, write that down.

after you take your fingers out of the socket/fan/door hinge/oven/dishwasher/radiator.