It is storming and not just that, but it is STORMING!
Luke has gone brazerk. He jumped over my head about a million times. And Mom has stepped over me almost as many.
She finally made me get in the bed so my big self was not sprawled out across the tiny floor.
I resisted the thought at first, but now see the beauty of the idea!
Saturday Sharing - FrEYEday after the rains - they hadn't yet hit The Khottage - More scenes from The Week - Bentley's bakhk - Harley's ear - A reminder fur The...