except the ones my mom picked and used to make dandelion wine, which was fermented in our basement for about seven years. it smelled like death when it was uncorked.
Random freshman year roommates, who thanks to a bit of creative self-description (nonsmoking, check), ended up living together in tiny spaces for two entire years.
Now, over a decade later, we're on either coast- one in New York City, the other in Seattle- but we still send each other beautiful things to appreciate each day.
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i love dandelions!
except the ones my mom picked and used to make dandelion wine, which was fermented in our basement for about seven years. it smelled like death when it was uncorked.
figures your mom actually did that. dandelion wine was one of my favorite books (that i was made to read) in school...
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