May you find what you're seeking.

(note: Sissy seems to find it while relaxing/judging)

Seriously, humans? ANOTHER day at home?

‘Tis time to sow our seeds.

A record-breaking walk. Two tired pups.

Grass is greening; patio furniture's out!

Manicure situation became dire. ¡Viva natural!

DIY gel polish removal isn't for the weak of heart (or the un-desperate)!

What the world needs(/craves) now.

Virtual 'Love Sweet Love' From Quarantined Berklee College of Music Students

Slowly adjusting to the new normal.

Topping the Definitely Not Helpful List.

We've officially resorted to nightly escapism.

Just when you needed it most: ESPN 8: The Ocho

(The backstory)

Keeping lovies close (actually or virtually).

'Tis (suddenly) the season for craftiness.

Focusing on what can be done.

Signs of spring keeping us sane.

Putting (y)our privilege to good use.

Early spring means buds need protecting!

A little overnight snowfall won't harsh our rose garden's new-growth vibes. 

Some soak in the same sunbeam.

They're reluctant posers, but what beauties!

Haircuts tomorrow for these shaggy girls!

Our hometown brewery making it big!

Run (don't walk) to read this.

Some cheekiness amid pandemic is appropriate.

A feline Oreo cookie of sorts.

This day was for the trees.

" 'Schoolmarm' as a badge of honor."

"The end of Elizabeth Warren’s campaign fills me with a special, stinging grief, a grief born of more than the loss of my preferred candidate, more than my recognition of the obvious misogyny that blocked her rise. No, my sorrow — and that of countless of my women colleagues — feels acutely personal, for, like Warren, I am a schoolmarm."

Looking lovingly into one another's eyes.

Maybe out, but still in it.

Elizabeth Warren is my actual favorite thing about being a Bay Stater.

(And I actually really love Massachusetts for lots of reasons)

New meaning for "cheek to cheek."

Our collective breath of fresh air.

Who's getting psyched for Super Tuesday?!

Adventures in cat wearing...Part II