riding driving a horse, you’ve already won.
Phone is imitating a very thin doorstop – a door shim? – , so visuals will be scarce for a while.
Brought the cart [Wife Points] home so that Milton can practice his proto-hitching [Holiday Rides].
For illustration, I took a picture of the cart in the bed of the truck, as seen through the spokes of the cart. Très arteestic. Alas, the image is trapped in limbo, see above. You will have to use your imagination.
As for one of my let’s-not-call-them-goals to sit on Milton [Lemonade].
I have not.
I sidle up to the idea.
Milton hops around on the long-lines.
I sidle away from the idea.
I console my inner weenie by telling myself that perhaps a pandemic is not the best time to push the envelope.
Stay safe. Stay sane.