This may seem like a really boring picture of nothing…
but it’s actually a magically glorious picture of the sun rising high enough in the sky to peak above my windows and glow upon my walls! I was recently surprised to be blinded by the sunset in my mirrors on my way to pick Rosalind up from school. It’s strange to be excited about being blinded by the sunset at 3:30 in the afternoon, but it was just a few weeks ago that it was fully dark by the time I got off work. I’ll take what I can get. I love when the sun comes back. At first anyway.
This is a picture of my dog giving me a go to hell look when I called him Fat Boy.
He’s not actually gained any weight, but he needed a haircut at least two weeks ago and this Saturday was the soonest anyone could take him. This look might have been due to the fact that I had quit rubbing his belly. Either way, he looks indignant.