THIRTY-FIVE

 

It has felt so much like autumn this week. 

2025 week thirty-five

Parking lot sunset glory. I can walk about three miles around the parking lot and baseball fields while V is at softball practice. 

The kids spent a rainy Saturday making boats to float down our alley while Matt and I were laying around fighting off a head cold. 

The chickens have gotten too bold and are making a mess of our porch. They are banished back into the chicken run for a while. 

Quote:

T- "OW you threw the cat on me!"
V- "I set him on you -there is a difference."
T-"Yeah! There's a difference between YOU and NICE!"

T- "Wow, you are being such a Veronica."
Me- "You cannot use your sister's name as a derogatory term."