St. Patrick’s Day

I went for the walk into the swamp with Riley.  Had a small campfire and sat in solitude, listening to the birds. Was 13 degrees out, melting tracks in the snow, and lots of mud for the dog! A nice day.

On the return, spent some time painting in the kitchen. lots of time on my hands, lots of jobs to be done around the house. St Patrick’s day they say, had a Guinness after supper. The least I could do, given that I have no Irish in me that I know of!

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