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Observations 02.17.2021

  • The sound of the fresh snow smashing under my tires.
  • Our front porch covered with fresh snow this morning.
  • The way my head was hurting before I left work
  • The empty egg and milk shelves at Sprout’s. Nothing.
  • The way Dixie laid stretched her head and neck out when Tammy started scratching behind her ear and under her chin.
  • How excited Dixie was when it she thought it was dinner time, it wasn’t but she thought it was.