Every time I go into the guest room, I tell Oliver “It’s so strange that you’re here, in my house!” He’s been here before, but only overnight. Having him for an extended stay is just weird. At least for me. I hope he doesn’t mind.
meetings in the time of COVID
storm damage
gears are turning
kitty on the tower
spring is coming
the next da Vinci
it’s March for cryin’ out loud
third little pig’s house
the return of Violet
Violet is looking much better than the last time you saw her. I am happy to report she is resting comfortably in the garage.










