It is so cold and bleak and rainy it’s like someone rewound the year to February. I refuse to turn my heat on in May on principle, instead I am wrapped up in sweaters and thick socks and drinking absurd amounts of mint tea.
Also, kittens are hogging all the blankets.
And Tessa appears to be a pirate, or she’s trying, at least.
Pre-BEA post forthcoming, possibly with packing photos if I can keep kittens out of suitcases.