I think I may have just had one of many long awaited brain child today. It occurred to me on our drive home that writing, in particular blogging, can be incredibly one sided. Flat. And all together uninviting.
So I hatched a plan. One that requires a laminated hand-written sign, string, dry erase markers, and possibly a new email.
More details to come. Stay tuned, friends.
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