So this morning, Madame Belle went to the vet for her three-year rabies shot and her chip. She has gained about a pound since last year; retirement agrees with her. The mail was in the box when we came home, and I regret to report that the check still wanders the postal pathways between New York and Maine. *pats checkbook reassuringly*
In other news, I seem to have caught a cold, which is. . .not perfect timing. Am drinking tea with honey and will shortly take a nap, following Belle’s example. She’s currently resting her nerves on the bookshelf next to my desk.
In other news, below are two shots of Mount Washington from the parking lot at Pine Point, yesterday, right around one o’clock.