it's sunday morning. ben, sweet man, is cooking up some tasty breakfast for honey, alasdair and i. coffee in hand, and four open windows looking out to trees clothed in their new fall colors and SNOW! not a lot, but flurries.
it's beautiful.
uncle seth arrives today to take honey home tomorrow. bittersweet---i can't wait for seth to get here, but his arrival signifies honey's departure. i'm torn.
last weekend aara came up to visit for the night and we celebrated with our first candlelight dinner.
alasdair is loving his bumbo, new pajamas and many hikes.
the snow is picking up. yessssss.
morley, oh borals boy, loves the mountain life, too.
check him out---glowing in the sunlight. good boy.
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