L'aura del Campo

Home, home, where the bed doesn't roam.

I don't care what the groundhogs say, winter is not going away. It's grey, light snow and slippery.

Got home at 8 am. and slid to the store to buy dark rye bread then slid all the way home.

I napped for 5 hours, so I'm fuzzy headed and probably have a cold (I'm deep voiced today). It was too warm on the bus. I don't do hot.

At least my bed doesn't move.

Time for a coffee or a bubblebath (bought some mandarin orchid - green tea from Donna).

Time to indulge and pamper myself.

Montana: dreary and homelike... 33º.

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