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 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...