A wet, windy, and need I say? — brief — walk.
But compare how Finn looks when there’s a slice of cheese held up to the phone.
The beech trunk is dark with rain. Heat wooshes from the grate (temps are in the 30’s) and waggles a cloth pinned to the back door. I have a zero point lunch planned (some of you will know what that means) and the heating pad set up near the laptop.
I’m so glad K isn’t going anywhere this week!