This is Graham and I, dressed as each other for a Halloween party back in 2017. I have no idea how I fit all of my hair under that wig. And yes, I am wearing Graham’s actual clothes. (And also yes, I do still wear pajamas a vast majority of the time. No shame here.)
Graham randomly snapped this photo sitting by the fire pit at a friend’s house a couple of weekends ago, and was surprised at how nice it turned out. He says that if I were ever to make a country music album, which is so unlikely as to be ridiculous but still fun to ponder, this should be the album cover.
I agree. Nothing like a good pair of boots, is there?
It’s been a rainy, windy, cloudy, dark, and on the whole pretty gloomy day around here. So, you know, perfect reading weather. 😊 I’m curled up in my chair, and Annie’s hanging out with me in the living room. She’s really just totally mastered the art of rainy day relaxing.
This is where I found Gatsby earlier today. It is one of his most favorite places for an afternoon nap. Yes, it is a basket of dirty laundry. House cats are such strange (marvelous, but strange) creatures.