A picture I will always cherish.
So that’s how we ended up in Paris. Everything else on this trip— Amsterdam, Luxembourg, England— were all add-ons to getting Victor in his happy place for his birthday.
Our urban chickens don’t have production quotas, but they do have a watchful mother in Victor. We’re learning plenty of new things as we try to manage a flock of egg-laying birds.
It was a dark and stormy night… We had the good fortune to get to watch it roll in over the Sound at the Edgewater.
Pops was an awesome rabbit who died too soon.
I probably shouldn’t be surprising Victor with twenty pound rabbits, but he shouldn’t have kept saying we couldn’t have one. Meet Pops. I love him.
With our wedding guests departed and our return from the mini-moon, we’re just getting through the pile of photos to post a few
Life on Cloud Nine: an extra day to recover from the party.
I can’t recall a Valentine’s Day that I felt so joyously manic. In the morning, before I drank the coffee I’ve been quitting, Vic said, “Sure, let’s get the dirt delivered.”
Taking our first step toward making our new house more sustainable, we’ve invested in a Worm Factory. Now keeping worms in the kitchen, that’s love!
It’s true, I can’t help but be delighted to see animals on bicycles.
Our closing for the house took several hours. Vic liked reading the small print. That gave me plenty of time to let my mind wander. Perhaps too much time.