Power outage yesterday helped us learn that the breaker in the house labeled “barn” might not be connected to, well, anything. The barn appears to be wired to a breaker labeled “OUT” in the breaker box in the other basement. Neat!
Big balls around this place.
Mother’s Day went well at our house, and I pray the same is true in yours.
Not my mom.
I tried very carefully adding to the binders last week for the first time in a long while, and I was able to do so without incident.
Violet leggings.
I’m running late this morning, and there are still a bunch of backlog images in the binders, so it’ll be the old format this week. Laura sent me some good images that I didn’t have time to do any real research on, so those will be coming up in the near future when I’ve been a better steward of the images she sent me.
Greeting the sun. I’d do this, but it’s been raining for 3 days.
You’ve got a little less than 2 weeks until Summer 2018 ends. Make the most of it.
Kitty phone.
Gotta call around to get the truck moved to a professional, so here’s the slate o’ pics for today.
Renn Faire soul thief.
It’s still pretty darned hot here, but the nights are getting cooler. Make the most of what remains if you’re due for snow in a few months.
She looks good in snow.
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May 21, 2019
“I don’t give two shits if people think I’m nuts, it’s no worse than being called homophobic, denying trans people the opportunity to be mentally unstable, thinking that race is irrelevant, not liking sex or not liking a sex I don’t know but I hate that bitch, Hillary.”