A Day in the Life

Swollen raisins hide in my oatmeal like pigs hiding from slaughter. The oatmeal was a last resort for slow-cooker breakfast magic. Yeah, it didn’t turn out so well. I ran out of cinnamon which probably would have been a pivotal factor in taste. If nothing the plump raisins are fun to look at! Last night,…

The Morning Began

The morning began with a cloak of white clouds covering the golden fields. Walking outside I could smell the harvest sweetly whistling through the air. I headed towards the tracks at a jog that to my chagrin soon became a walk. Haha, I guess it’s good that I exercise even if I can’t run yet….