Laying in the grass, looking at the world in a new way.
I’ve gone my whole life looking for puffballs, and this year they are in my own backyard!
Two years lost, and found in the year that there will be no Cask Days. Hopefully I can remember where I put them next year.
This cat gives me all the feels, especially when he crawls up on my chest and starts purring.
Makes me realize just how ambivalent I was toward Joolz. I should have been more.
This is the face of a woman who had to go for one last swim this year. It was a very short one.
It’s a different commute, but it still doesn’t suck.
A good mail day – a package from Su, a card and a Hello Writer pack.
Not the greatest, but it’s work.