candy hearts

I began today by warming up the Jeep and staring at that beautiful old sunrise…

I just now pulled in the driveway in time to watch it set.sunset-barn

In between I drive to Fridley then Minneapolis, then Fridley, then St. Paul, then Minneapolis.

The dirty and stinky air coating every car and my nosehairs and the noisy impatient incompetent drivers, and all that gas my Jeep sucks down really took the wind out of my sails today.

Traveling back from Minneapolis to Wisconsin you have to cross the St Croix River which is so darn gorgeous right now  ( I will stop for a hike and pics on Friday).

Anyway it is so close to Sea Level that if you let it,  it can whisk the stress away like the rushing water right under that snowy ice… feels so good.

But then I remembered I had to stop at the stupid Walmart up the hill to get phone minutes and Walt got busted stealing the number 19 and after his visit to the doctor’s office and the needles that he had to deal with today he really wasn’t going to give it up.  I whispered in his ear that I knew where another one was and he followed me around until we found another one and he jammed it into his pocket without my coaching this time. He is quiet but learns quickly.100_0830

 

I could not wait to get back to the farm but guess what- the Jeep needs more gas…

Ugh somewhere along the way I bought two little valentine candy heart boxes that I probably intended to share but I ate them all without reading a single one.100_1810

Like, who cares what they say.  They don’t taste as good as they used to either;  and there was something about eating all those cute sweet thoughts that stopped me from picking up a bottle of wine. 🙂

I gotta get up and do it all over again tomorrow…  It’s good to be home. I miss everyone right now.

 

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