I’m a much nicer person all week long when I have the time and space for Sunday breakfast. This one with freshly-squeezed orange juice! 🍊

It’s that time of year: homegrown tomatoes all day, every day! Bonus: fresh eggs for the total breakfast plate win.

We’re all watching this one, too, correct? #Yesma’amIam🏀

Goodnight, February.

For me this year, Valentine's Day was a random day in the middle of a bitter January cold snap when my ❤️ brought me a ripe, juicy pear because he remembered they are my favorite. I didn't even take time to cut that sucker up: just washed it and ate it. It was absolute perfection.

They say “home is where your heart is,” and that’s perfectly true. This week, though, in Indiana where our temps are going to dance in the single digits, home is also where your really big winter coat is. And your hat. And mittens. Maybe socks. Remember, there are only 65 days until Spring.

Boo and I are really ready to see the yard—not covered in a foot-and-a-half of snow. #caturday

Minnie is still asleep. At 16 years old, though, she generally is always still sleeping.

This season finale was particularly pretty. 🌹❄️