Things seemed to be slowing down, maybe even falling into a rut. I thought the plague of the 20s was real, and maybe it still could be. But the point is, as often happens to a jaded young woman, the tide changes, the sun reflects off newly fallen snow, and I feel different.
Driving to Lewiston with Bryan.
Being fancy with wine, thanks to Ashley and our Costco raspberries.
Deep fog at work this week while everyone was gone on vacation. Campus was dead. Can’t wait for Spring semester to start and the hubbub to begin!
Merry Christmas and Happy New Years! Onto the next >>>>>