The goats are very whiny this morning.

I take a blanket out onto the patio this morning. The fog is still quite thick, and there is no sun out yet to warm the body. It reminds me of fall.

Gratitude for the littlest of things.

The downside of online grocery orders is the inability to buy flowers.

Coffee and Kirk Franklin and morning pages.

Keep watching. Keep crying.

Yes. It’s time.

If I can figure out how never to go back into the grocery store…

I do miss that little face. He’s going to look so big when he gets back. One week down, two more to go.

“Where I want to go, I can’t get there alone.”