Recovery Day

A quick lighting session to get this picture out of my head.

A long-overdue trip to my favorite thrift store. No, I did not buy the typewriter, although I was sorely tempted. But I did find out about another thrift store out on Highway 16 I need to explore next week.

And last but not least, Langley turned twelve today. She got a 5-mile walk this morning, a Momma-sized handful of Honey Nut Cheerios, a pancake and a PupCake, with lots of belly scratches in-between.