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A brick broke in my sidewalk and I’m ecstatic. Granted, crumbling landscape features aren’t usually a cause for celebration, but I’m on the hunt for all things pigmented and organic so – yay! – lemons will be turned into lemonade. More specifically, brick chucks will be crushed into dust. Hoo-rah! Crazy? Possibly, but let meContinue reading “Blessed Are The Broken Bricks And Branches”