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Day One Hi folks! I have absolutely no idea what I am doing. But as fearful as I am at this moment I still want to have community more. I think this is the way to go, the fourth screen so to speak. I have so much to learn. I just hope the learning curve is not to steep and wild for this old gal!

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  1. NicoleJune 1, 2009 at 7:08 PM

    Love your blog pictures and quotes. A very beautiful beginning. nic

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  2. Eloise TaesaliJune 3, 2009 at 7:41 AM

    Thanks nic! I value your opinion.

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