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A web-annal of an Icelander

Tuesday, October 22, 2002
The Settlers

We have moved into the new place. There is no place like home, not even mom's.

We don't have enough furniture to fill up this place so instead I can sprinkle our belongings gracefully all over. I bought a furn for the west window in the parlour. Potted plants and I don't get along that well. But as miracles still happen I will not loose the faith.


Posted by Olof I. Davidsdottir 21:29
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