We trudged into the forest for our Christmas tree. Thanks for the permit, USFS.
Gigantic breakfasts. You nailed the hash browns, Jared.
Negative temps, snow, snow frolics (Kobuk), and hot chocolate (Jared). It got above freezing today, and one member of this household comfortably wore shorts (psssst, it wasn’t me).
Cuddles with Kobuk while I blow dry my hair. He’ll schmooze any time for a scratch behind the ear.
ps: Dear Jared, last week I renewed our po box. This means we’ve been in Basalt for six months. I’m grateful for how hard we’ve worked to dig in, build community, and be present here. So proud of you.