Wake up Hank. It’s time to go out.
It’s raining.
These trees remind me of Game of Thrones.
This is not the Yellow Brick Road.
Craig and I spent two hours sanding our luge run of a driveway.
Cold. Wet. Grey. Harrowing.
Wake up Hank. It’s time to go out.
It’s raining.
These trees remind me of Game of Thrones.
This is not the Yellow Brick Road.
Craig and I spent two hours sanding our luge run of a driveway.