A working breakfast: my husband says I’m spoiled.
Krispy Kremes, dived.
My younger son attempted to repurpose a few in a Dutch Puff. . . and failed. Way too sweet.
Her school commute.
Labor Day Weekend, COVID Edition.
Homemade light powered by a solar-panel and car battery.
Kitchen window turned COVID confessional (haha).
Now that he’s got 4-ply masks from his clinicals, he occasionally graces us with his presence indoors.
Last Sunday of summer: Hello, Fall!
Another day, another sunset.
photo credit: my younger son