The glories of sweet potatoes and broccoli.
And the next morning with an egg on top.
Oh, and our standard weekly meal of chicken thighs, potatoes and kale all roasted together (with a little smoked paprika) in the same pan.
Snow on the farm makes me very, very happy.
Gotta work on personalizing my new little cubicle. Suggestions? I’m thinking a SLHC poster or two, maybe a piece of flow blue. Glass? Maybe a salt dish for paper clips?
Owen showed up to chat today and get some things from the garage. Then he showed me the bag he was using. OHHHHH MYYYYY. I remember when my beloved friend Kathleen Jones made that bag for me. ❤️ Wayyyyy back in the day.
Pretty impressive shot of his VW engine.
OMG, did Olney (although generally we tend to refer to him as either Mr. Olney or Buster Olney) ever suck up to Owen. Geesh.
And my sweet pea, Sack. I will admit that I don’t think Mary spent as much time curled up sleeping as Sack does, but Mary gave incredible hugs and that’s kinda what it feels like when Sack curls up on us.
Just a few pics left from the post-Christmas wander.
I’m a sucker for those false front facades.
A delightful little old Gothic church, now an antiques shop, but those signs…
Onward.
As always, onward.
Love,
Cynthia
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I cannot resist clicking into posts with animal thumbnails!