Daddy and I met up for an appointment at one of the kids' schools today . . .
. . . and as I walked back to the parking lot, I had the thought:
"His ride is cooler, but my ride is warmer."
Nine months out of the year in Massachusetts,
warmer wins in my book.
. . . and I spotted a gartersnake on my way to the berry patch today.
I encouraged it to smile for my camera . . .
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