Our seasons have shifted. Not from fall to winter. We, society, have taken it upon ourselves to add a fifth season.
Spring – Summer – Fall – Christmas – Winter.
My son, Dakota, insisted her name was not Skittles. He re-named her, Bubbles.
I have to admit. It completely works.
Although, for several days her name was “Ski – Bubbles.”
Meanwhile, the piglets are growing.
These are the October 2nd babies.
Quite the hams, wouldn’t you say?
I’m enjoying my coffee this cold, windy, December 1st morning. I hope you are, too.