Each Day Feels Like Two Days

DSC_9317Zélie, she sits.

DSC_9333 Lucy talks with Grandma.

DSC_9320 Otto and Minty giggle and run.

DSC_9295Brent lifts our neighbor in the tractopelle.

DSC_9281That green shutter that blew off in the Gascon wind has been brought down.

DSC_9307Brent moves a bag of feed for the chooks.

At the end of the day, Brent and I reflect or fall asleep. Sometimes a bit of both. We’ll think, “oh yeah, we got that done. cool.” Then we realize that happened today. But it felt like yesterday. The days are packed. The days are long.  The sun is shining so all is right.

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