friday. and the week passed quietly.
those nova scotian temperatures scooped down to minus twenty five this week. meaning most of our time was still spent at home in mabel reading storybooks, stewing apples and trying to have some sleep.
at the grocery store today folk were dashing to and fro, filling their trucks with food in anticipation of the snowstorm headed our way tonight. cc found this tiny gray car and hasn't let it out of his sight since.
"gray motorcar mama. nice motorcar mama. like grandpa's. its good one."