Two haiku about: addiction.
Saw my parents off this morning and then got to weeding. I'm not sure where all those damned weeds came from, I could have sworn they weren't there the last time I looked.
This afternoon I went up to have a look at the place Kat and I will be housesitting the weekend following her brother's weekend. And to get instructions on how to take care of the three horses (they're Norwegian Fjord Horses). And when I say 'up', I mean way, way up. The view is friggin' spectacular.
Oh yes, there will be pictures.
I just need one more,
then I will be satisfied.
Well, maybe one more.
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They tell me to stop,
to make the right decision -as though it's a choice.