So I moved to the country. Brace yourselves for copious amounts of orchard shots.
I moved in next door to my wonderful friend
Caitlin, aka Cupcait, and
last weekend we took a stroll through the "neighborhood." Lots of barns,
orchards, donkeys/burros/mules/whatever they're called, and farmers who wave
when they drive by. Not too shabby. Even if a rooster wakes me up way too early
in the morning.
And because I'm really good at acting normal when someone takes my photo...