Home again home again

Jiggity jog

My odometer ticked over another year, btwxd ticked over a thousand (miles)

SO FUN

The soil here in Maine smells, something I missed on Nova Scotia. it’s also true that they are behind us seasonally, despite being an hour ahead.

The barred owl has a different hoot (has the second half of the pair arrived?!) and a lone frog is singing.

I have a day to sort and organize, then meeting with my summer bosses before scooping up Deedles Monday. Boy is it gonna be fun to see him, do some spring stuff on the property.

And my bed is calling. As much as the hostel experience was cool, NOTHING beats my Purple. I’m even going to crack the window by my snoot

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