Farewell to 2020, and the saddest calendar of my life. Every month we dutifully turned the page, and read about all the events that wouldn’t happen. Never trust an armadillo promising a surprise.
I honestly can’t believe we still get away with pushing them in a stroller. Works for us, though. Also, COVID masks make excellent medieval-style caps.
Best idea I’ve had all year.
Scenes from our morning walk. (Black Austin Matters.)
When you can’t go to a swimming pool, this ain’t bad.
My new assistant. Not the best typist, but A+ on snuggles.
Happy anniversary to us!