Remembering MLK JR

Basking in the glow of the winter sun

It felt like spring today, with temperatures in the high sixties.
Badger and I walked down to the creek‑and‑cow‑facing house, and I didn’t even bother with a jacket.
It’s January, so I know it won’t last, but I’m enjoying it while it does.

“October proved a riot to the senses and climaxed those giddy last weeks before Halloween.”

Well, we’ve made it to Friday.
Next Friday is Halloween, and after that we settle into the cold, dark, and dreary months.

Depending on Badger’s mood, we may have a little celebration with Halloween movies and pizza, or just skip the day altogether.

Humans cannot live on coffee alone. That’s why donuts were invented!

Badger had her appointment today.
While they were gone, I sorted through the potatoes Cowboy dug up about a month ago.
They’d been rotting in my hall.
I put the rotten ones outside for the chickens, the good ones in the kitchen, and the smaller ones in a bag.
I walked those over to the blessing box.

Good night, sweet prince. Long live the Prince of Darkness

Linking to a fellow blogger

Town Day again.
Badger hates when I say that.

We stopped at the thrift store.
Badger will only wear shorts below the knees, and we’re having a terrible time finding them new.
She found one pair here.

May their souls rest in peace, and may their loved ones find comfort