Writing. Sleep. Hydration.

A secret project I won’t jinx.

Teaching my daughter gentle touches.

Winterizing my home and stocking up for the season. Winters have grown rougher in my neck of the woods, and it’s become necessary to prepare for whatever comes.

Getting my hooves back in my boots. I can almost zip them all the way up the side now. As it is, I can wear them, but a tad less classy-like, with the zipper turned down part way. Still, I felt so powerful clomping around in them again.

I’ve wanted this for a really long time, since before my babe was born, when I couldn’t fit into them anymore. Pregnancy hoof is harsh.

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