DONT BE A MASKHOLE, Discover and Read the Best of Twitter Threads by @JennsLenz

DONT BE A MASKHOLE

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Today I understand “intoxicating beauty.” I stood in a dahlia field surrounded by blooms and I felt drunk with excitement. I gleaned buckets ahead of a killing frost and I’ll

I have a story about Pearl Harbor—it starts in 1997 when I was discharged from the Marines [the first time] and ends in 2013 on the deck of an Arleigh

“I hope this isn’t rude to say, but after two and a half hours with you guys on the farm, I have no idea which kids are yours and which

This Marine’s sister, missing her brother, typed his name into twitter tonight just to see what she’d see. She found this thread. I’m humbled by the conversation we just had.https://twitter.com/jennslenz/status/943600688457711616

In Oct, someone asked if I’d photograph a friend’s grandson’s grave during @WreathsAcross. I explained, sheepishly, I can’t/won’t/don’t visit #Arlington w/ crowds. I promised I’d go afterwards. I went today.

“If I’m gonna make purple pesto, I need parm and walnuts.”Stopped at Giant. “Snap—the ABC store is open—I’m gonna grab a bottle of bourbon, too.”Can’t make this shit up—a thread.

I found a swarm, I found a swarm, I found a swarm hey hey hey! So, I grabbed the swarm. I’ll explain the steps w/ this caveat—I’m a novice beekeeper.

Friends of mine have this awesome Easter tradition—get a bunch of range balls, decorate them, hide them on Easter morning then go to the driving range as a family. When

March kicked my ass emotionally. Almost buried me. I’m still here.Spent the whole day at my farm. My. Farm. Seeded 3 types of spinach, 4 ty of tomatoes, 4 ty