One of the hens has been hunkered in the nesting box for two days. K says she's trying to hatch eggs.
Overcast and much cooler today, thunderstorms forecast for later this week. Bats. Renald snuggled up and kneading pinpricks into my thigh.
The paintings are stacked against the window and the light shining through them makes them beautiful... one blue one is propped in front of a red one and the reflection adds a dimension of color that I wish I could replicate. Like layers of stained glass.
Paralyzed by anxiety (the free floating variety, yay) for most of today but managed the minimum adulting, yoga, and eating. Saved by Star Trek: Beyond, and texting with home planet. Ending the day with big smiles and laughter.
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