Down the street, on a sunny Sunday afternoon.
Fran helped me take pictures. Not sure how she was helping from across the yard.
I'm putting a border along the bottom of the sock blanket, I'm tired of looking at strings hanging off.
Some friends gave us purple potatoes.
They're really purple, the hash browns - purples? - turned out really good. I'll be taking some up to my parents on Wednesday.
Our new family member, who we call Freya. She's been staying under the bathroom sink, but Sunday she decided the bed was reasonable. Until Uggy came and kicked her off. Uggy's not good at sharing.
The typical look Freya gives us.
Clearly, she's starting her diary...