Here’s to a year of slow going, of taking time to putter, taking time to breathe, of “walking up the mountain rather than running up the hill” –Debbie Rosas

Atticus and I up at the cabin before the polar vortex shoved us inside

Nothing entrances like flame

After only 11 short years and multiple rejections, Sam has found a dog bed which he will deign to sleep upon

A robot costume made of the insert of the rice cooker and a cardboard box elicits more joy than the closet full of costumes can provide

Dinosaurs need their tea time too, you know.