We had a quiet and eerily warm weekend. Mid teens dog moving into the shade water running everywhere warm. Went into town on errands and drove past seas of ice.
Got a lot done, unfortunately not everything we had attempted, but we did discover two gorgeous nests – magpie we’re guessing – in a lovely little tucked away spot we investigated while stretching our legs before the drive back.
Still enjoying our indoor pursuits too, and the warmer weather means fewer layers means messier pursuits.
And reckless rubberneckers.
And then with everywhere in the entire house to choose from, this is where she decided was the best place to be next.
Because wherever she is she’s usually in her favorite place to be, regardless of how sensible a place to be it isn’t, because her favourite place has little to do with where it is.