Our Persian Flaws
My favourite sort of day are the ones that begin dismal but improve in increments. Such was yesterday. Snowing and gray in the morning, yet once the sun wrestled its way out from the clouds, I scurried upstairs and got dressed and me and the FurryB went on a beautiful brisk walk through town. She trotted beside me as I swirled down Catherine, onto Charles … Continue reading Our Persian Flaws