Her name is Violet.
Perfect little flower.
One week old.
One week old.
Pretty sure she's dreaming about spring.
Like the rest of us.
Except she's cuter.
Precious little angel.
Friday, February 28, 2014
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
hibernating.
Hibernating.
That's what I've been doing lately.
My cup is full.
Rest and be thankful.
―William Wadsworth
