One of those...

Moss creeping across a stone pillar, Franklin Cemetery

I couldn't sleep, and at 5:45 I finally rolled out of bed and pulled on sweats. Thirty degrees and cloudy, but no snow on the ground... or the horizon. Bummer...

Between household chores (yawn) I worked on a quilt, then pulled myself away to start the laundry. And on the very first load, the washer broke. Really? It was the end of the day before hubby could take a look, and 15 minutes later he knew exactly what was wrong, and had ordered the $8 part to fix it.

I love that he can fix anything that breaks.

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