Coming Home.

I know I said I didn't miss my chickens. But I sure was happy to see the fruit of their labor :)

I collected 40 eggs tonight. 4.0. That's a lot-- both in years and in eggs.


Something sweet about being home. It was a hot pink sunset- and the silhouette of the antler chandelier that Matt made me or my puppy and how big he is.

I am stretching out my legs.