Hello, sunshine. The clouds have moved out, and shit’s bright out there. Shawshank handed me sunglasses in bed. Pippin screamed until he opened the back door and put her table out. Most of the snow is gone from the trees, and the birds are back on the branches. Pippin is patient, she’ll get to see…
Good morning, world. It’s a fucking marshmallow world out there. All of the forecasts we saw said we were supposed to get about 5-6″ yesterday, but it never stopped. Shawshank came home at 9:30pm and said we had about 12″. I took advantage of the good light yesterday and took some pics and shot some…
Good morning, world. We’re up and about. Pippin is getting into trouble. I’ve been awake since around 4:30am. I rearranged my mask and reset my guided meditation through a marshmallow cosmos. Pippin came up for some snuggles. A Youtube ad broke through the Candyland vibe I was trying to cultivate, and I gave up. It…