The Lake

The whole time that I have been writing the below, I have been glancing out at the lake through the big picture window in my parent's living room. I am blessed to be able to live here again, and I have missed being able to look at the lak ein all of its moods.

Daisy is starting ot get more comfortable too. She definetly remembered that she isn't a fan of ceiling fans, but is overcoming that because of the allure of sniffing so many new things.