Shhhh...
Everybody's napping. It's not quite three in the afternoon, but holidays, you know? I might be sleeping too if I weren't nursing a cup of tea. It's that sort of day.
An Unmade Bed
This is a rare occasion. I didn't make my bed as soon as I got out of it this morning. By the time I got to it, Georgie was snuggled under the sheets. Happy as a lark.
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