The Limits of my Love

I love you all dearly, but my porch is currently a giant sheet of ice. That means I’m going to show you the crappy pick I took yesterday (before it thawed and then froze into a death slick) instead of dutifully going out there and taking a better one.  Because really, slipper ice skating is not a sport I wish to take up.  We’ll say it counts as proof that the hat is done, and we’ll call a better picture of it something in the ‘to do some time soon’ category.