Dang but it's gray today. Pewter. Heavy. But the rain is gone and they're back working on the railroad and the birds are flocking the feeder and Mr. Moon found ten duck eggs underneath the straw in the hen house. I've been wondering where those chucks have been laying. They still continue to delight us with their waddling ways.
I need to get in there and finish up the sandwiches. If you're gluten intolerant you are shit out of luck for this food at this shindig.
Well. There will be cheese.
My heart is a little heavy. Like the sky.