Everything sublime is as difficult as it is rare. Baruch Spinoza

Monday, December 1, 2025

It's beginning to look a Lot Like Winter

Zing enjoying the hay.


Saturday was an all day snowfall. We got about five inches of the fluff. It's so much prettier than the bleakness of November. So, now here we are, the last month of 2025. How can time move so quickly by? If I could place time in a bottle. Don't I wish.





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