This weekend was one for the history books! Well, maybe nothing THAT dramatic but it was pretty alright. On Saturday Curtis and I shook off our final winter hibernation instincts (FINALLY, right?) and rode our bikes to the Blue Hills. We hiked up to the top of Great Blue and had a look at our kingdom (or at least the Eastern part of Massachusetts before it hits the ocean).
Sunday was most productive. New stationery was designed, a painting of a snail was started, Scout notebooks were ordered (!!!) and Curtis helped me with some photo editing things I didn't have the steady hand or patience for. Thanks, C.