Sunday, January 13, 2019


When you just can't decide on one kind of material for the whole mansard.  On Nebraska Avenue.  What I was going when I saw this one:  heading to QuikTrip for gas.  Where I was coming from:  dropped G. off at a friend's house, then stopped at Ruler for 5 gallons of skim milk, because that's how we roll.  Where I went next:  home to take on an enormous mess in the laundry room full of sledding-wet clothes.

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