To sit and scroll on the phone on grandma’s porch seems sacrilegious; to sit and write out here seems less so.
Yesterday was a big family gathering at the farm. Sheep, goats, pigs, donkeys, ponies, rabbits, chickens, dogs, cats, a black and white kitten named Oreo who should have grown a little more by now.
All I have done since we got here is visit people! All of them want hugs upon arrival and departure. My introverted social battery is running low.
Today we’re driving to Memphis.