Chickens, off the back deck.
It's definitely Autumn.
My favorite mug.
Dozens of fresh eggs. 5 dozen, to be exact.
Homemade decorations that Madeline and I have been working on.
More about those later.
Comfy chair in the late afternoon light.
A plentiful trip to the library today. Lots of new books.
Crock-pot dinner just waiting for us all to get home.
Doesn't it all look really nice? Snort! What you're not getting to see is the dirty, finger-smeared windows that are letting in the lovely light, the conglomeration of crap (seriously, I know that there's tortillas chips, change, a dollar bill, and lots of paper scraps in there!) that lives in the bottom of the book basket, the chicken poop everywhere in my yard that results from the generous chickens, and the group of kids who will gag when served the contents of the crock-pot.
What's for dinner, you ask? Egyptian veal stew with a side of roasted beet salad. Seriously. Maybe Bill will gag too.
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