Scott has been collecting state-themed quarters. He's missing a few. This makes him sad.
Scott called on his way home the other night saying he was stopping at the store and asked if I wanted anything. I asked him to get a little wine. He took me literally.
This oversized moving truck was in front of our house before 8:00 this morning. On a Sunday. We saw them put a rocking chair, two lamps, and a small bookshelf in it. It left around noon.
Our black tulip magnolia is getting ready to bloom.
Moss grows fat on a rolling ... um, apple tree.
Stoli and the back half of Kitty wading through the mud in the back yard.
It was really bright out. And damn I look pasty.
Bleeding heart coming up by the hydrangea.
The waterfall in the pond. I love the sound.