Christina Rosalie

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The taste of dirt. /April 10, 2006 by Christina Rosalie

Spring is all about mud in these parts. The roads are thick with it, and around the edges of the lawn are patches of soaked ground, perfect for poking sticks into or finding pebbles, and Bean has fallen in love with DIRT.

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