Falling

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The leaves are supposed to be dark green and the berry is supposed to be orange. I think I accomplished what Punkin Head said was impossible. I killed the bitch.

The hydrangea is still turning, losing some green and gaining some more pink. The white is the in-between color.

I need Big Daddy to come home and help me with the chores.

Neighbors across the street, new owners, are getting the place painted before they move in. But the painters are doing the apartment thing and tying up the curtains and pushing them back and forth to paint behind them. Yuck Yuck Yuck.