(photo by Keats)
…after Easter!
***And if you are missing your sort of sweet, sort of antisocial beagle, she’s at our house. We didn’t invite her, she just showed up and wouldn’t leave. She darted in the door as soon as she got the chance. We gave her a bath and now she is resting comfortably in front of the woodstove (on the couch.) She still stinks, by the way. Luckily I have really let go when it comes to my house. Did I mention we are calling her Frances?
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