It's cold and rainy here, the sky as grey as mold on old mac and cheese. Currently, the temperature is 43˚F.
Yesterday, I did 648 words on "Objects in the Mirror," and I may have found THE END.
No one's given me an Easter basket since Easter 1989, when Liz Downey (who died in 2012), told me I had to have one, because "everyone has to have an Easter basket." But yesterday Spooky went out to the market to get stuff for a chicken stew and came back with an Easter basket for me. It almost made cry, because lately I'm like that.
I've named the rabbit Fiver, natch.
We have eBay auctions ending soon, please have a look, and thank you.