Happy Monday, y'all. The heat - such that it was - broke overnight, and this morning is cooler than it's been in a week. Shawshank closed the front door after…
Hello, world. I woke up to a sunny Sunday morning. Shawshank was pressed against one side of me, Chaucer snuggled deep into a pile of quilt on the other. I…
It's Saturday. Chaucer is sitting on the back of the leather chair, sniffing interesting things on the breeze blowing through the front yard. I'm comfortable right now, but I think…