Coffee and cuties. She doesn't hold still much anymore but she likes the camera.
It was a good trip. I don't know why I find these road trips so satisfying but I do. I'm already planning my route back. Where do I want to go? What do I want to see? And then home, of course, that wonderful place waiting for me with my two fur faces.
But until then we have a riot of fun, babies and projects, hanging out and talking, musical events, more hanging out, it's all good.
I'd like to live in the hill country here, northwest of here an hour or two. Find me a Rancher, spend the rest of my days checking fences on horseback, who knows? What am I gonna be when I grow up? And who says I have to grow up?